Chapter 147

To be honest, Raul was really guilty at the beginning, especially when he hugged Juan, although he was confused, he was still very moved, for the years of friendship between the two of them.

…… However, hehe.

Now Raul just wants to put on an all-out show and be a junior coach with Deportivo La Coruna, although he knows that if he does it, the consequences may be a ban and a ticket, but he really wants to do it.

"Juan Andrade Santos Díaz......"

Juan smiled, let go of the person and took two steps back, stretched out his hands and smiled: "? ”

"......" Raul really wanted to hit someone, but he held back, took a deep breath and covered his mouth.

"Be careful, I'd better not let me catch you in Madrid!"

Juan laughed, joke, will he still be afraid of Raul? "Call Moreau and we'll be together."

"You're not worried about Igor?" The Real Madrid captain narrowed his eyes when he heard that there was a personal threat coming from the other side.

"Not all club captains can hold down the coach, not to mention that Morrow is not the captain yet." Juan replied calmly.

"......" Raul opened his mouth.

For so many years, Raul had never been able to speak of Juan, and this time there were no surprises......

After realizing that he must not be able to say him, Raul did not have the slightest intention of fighting, and turned his head and left, without looking at Juan, Juan shook his head with a smile, and walked slowly to his coach's seat, looking very calm, as if he had calmed down, and on the other side, Maniche also stood up, took a deep breath and signaled that he was fine, and the talents on both sides gradually dispersed.

According to the situation on the court, in fact, the more people gathered——- the more unlikely it was to fight, once the people on both sides gathered and Graveson calmed down, things were already under control, so Juan would make it clear to Allen before running over that he must get a red card and a penalty!

A Copa del Rey may be nothing, but it's true that Real Madrid have all four empty this season.

- There is no hope for the Champions League, the league is about the same, and now Real Madrid is still in third place, pressed by Deportivo La Coruna and Barcelona, and now their only hope is to surpass Barcelona.

…… Deportivo that score, tsk.

Luxenberg was also very surprised, he didn't expect Graveson to make such a move on the court, and he was a little stunned for a while, but when he reacted, he immediately lowered his face and ran to the fourth official, but he stopped after running two steps.

He didn't move as fast as Juan Dias, nor as fast as his assistant coach Allen, nor as fast as the referee's raised hand.

So he could only look at the scene over there coldly, and returned to his position without saying a word, looking like he didn't want to pay attention to it, looking at it was not the same as the painting style here in A Coruña.

Although Luxemberg doesn't know much about Deportivo La Coruna, he has at least made some more targeted arrangements, such as deliberately letting the 1.88-meter-88 Woodgate defend against the 1.82-meter Riquelme, at least to ensure his victory in air supremacy.

…… But who knew that Graveson, who he had hoped for in this game, would end with such a red card.

This is indeed an accident, after all, it is really rare for a player to suddenly break out and hurt people on the field, but there must be a responsibility that the manager cannot avoid.

If a player plays well on the pitch, it is the manager's arrangement, and if the player does not perform well on the pitch, the manager's tactics are not good, and the player is emotionally out of control on the pitch...... That's also the manager's pot!

Luxemberg knows exactly what he's up to in the future, because he's sitting in an extraordinary position.

Now he can only quickly plan how the team will play next before the penalty kicks start.

- Damn.

Why is it only eleven minutes into the game!!

To be honest, no one expected such a sudden appearance, but at least now Deportivo La Coruna has the upper hand.

Juan Bellerón was not on the pitch today, all the penalty takers of Deportivo were Juan Riquelme, which no one can deny, and he was also the captain of the game, he stood in front of the goal and took a deep breath before squinting his eyes in the direction of the goal.

Casillas was on the lookout.

Riquelme takes a deep breath, takes two steps back and shoots with his feet!

"Bang!"

There was a loud sigh of lament from the Arena in Liazo, followed by a tidal wave of applause, for Riquelme's quick and delicate shot, and for Casillas's beautiful save.

"Pretty!!" Even if Juan and Deportivo are brainless fans, Dean still unconsciously shouted such a sentence. Casillas's save was so beautiful, almost fleeting, but he was able to catch the trajectory and quickly lift the ball over the crossbar with his own hands! This goal, Riquelme lost unjustly! ”

It's not wrong, Juan didn't score this penalty for a long time.

Casillas is the best at saving set-pieces, and he knows it, so when Riquelme looks at it in annoyance, he just gives a thumbs up and says there is no problem.

Of course, there are no problems!

There is still a chance after A Coruña!

After Graveson went off the field, Real Madrid was a little out of control for a while, because the previous core of the field was Graveson, Luxemberg looked at the situation on the field, and finally directly assigned Raul to the core of the midfield.

- Raul was directly stunned.

He is not like Guti, he has been tossed in various positions in the early years, and his career has only one position from the beginning to the present, that is, the center, and even a little retreat is a situation that Luxemberg has only had in this half season.

Now you want him to organize the offense and scheduling of the whole game??

Isn't this really playing with him??

Juan watched the situation from afar, and as soon as he saw the stunned expression on Raul's face that was often unfazed, Juan guessed Luxenberg's plan perfectly.

Let Raul be at the heart of the midfield?

Let a sharp knife command the battle?

Turn a one-hit, peerless assassin into a general who commands in front of the battle?

Juan shook his head, he could already see what happened to Luxemberg.

It seems that he has not had any intuitive thoughts about the first half of the season, Real Madrid fired three managers in a row, and even dared to move Raul's position.

And it's better to let Raul come than to let Samuel come, he is a top central defender, at least in Real Madrid, he is the best in the whole backfield, but his height is his hard flaw, it is a little difficult to keep an eye on Riquelme, but it is still no problem to keep an eye on David Silva.

There is also Woodgate, although he has to defend Riquelme, but I haven't seen him stop a few times, so it is better to come to An'an to do things like passing and receiving.

In fact, there is another candidate on the field.

Arbeloa.

The young beet-shaped centre-back produced by Real Madrid's academy, although he may not look very conspicuous, is also a loyal Millinger, but he knows more flexibility than Guti, and he has no complaints about going out on loan to work, so he will be put on the negotiating table at the end of the season.

- Anyway, these people are better suited than Raul for any of them.

…… Alternatively, Guti would be more suitable for the central midfield position than Raul.

At least he hit the back.

Raul obviously found his friend immediately at such a point in time, so he turned around like a life-saving straw and grabbed Guti directly, and then said something to him urgently, Guti looked dazed, but then nodded and patted his chest directly to make some guarantees.

So when the game started again, there was a scene that made Luxemberg's face even more ugly.

Raul didn't listen to him, and the position was even more backward, but Guti's position was retreated to his own half, and then began to take the ball to organize the attack!

What are the rules?! How can any player not listen to the coach!!

Apparently Luxenburg has become accustomed to the obedience of the players of other teams, and he ignores the peculiarities of Real Madrid, so when he still wants to enforce orders as before, he is "pleasantly surprised" to find that the players are not so easy to command......

Juan couldn't help but smile as he looked at the chaos at Real Madrid, and then made two gestures at his own team.

- Playing on the side!

Fight wherever Guti is!

Guti's defense is notoriously weak, and his tackles are notoriously poor, and as long as Deportivo has his eye on him, it's basically invincible.

As long as Deportivo gives full play to its advantages, Deportivo will definitely be able to directly penetrate Real Madrid's backline!

It's not just Luxemberg who has a targeted play against Deportivo La Coruna, Juan also has a targeted play against Real Madrid, and unlike Luxemburg, a half-monk, he is a serious Real Madrid professional, more than ten years!

Originally, he was the core of the midfield, and he knew the configuration of the team very well, even when Real Madrid was at its peak, their defense was always difficult, and once Zidane and others did not play, their group of forwards piled up on the field, how embarrassing it would be, not to mention the things on the back.

With the departure of Makelele, Hierro and others, Elgra and others reduced to substitutes, and Pavon and other young people did not play, Real Madrid could not find a reliable defender at all, in contrast, although Deportivo La Coruna is not as strong as them in the superstar lineup, but at least they have a backline that makes Real Madrid covetous......

Deportivo Deportivo's intention to specialize in Guti was not only visible to Luxemburg at once, but also to the fans on the sidelines.

But it doesn't mean that Luxemberg has a solution, after all, he can't make Guti immediately become as strong as a defender, nor can he make him difficult to push down in an instant......

The more he thought about it, the more angry the Brazilian coach wanted to jump up and point at Raul's nose and scold, but he also knew that it was a game, and it was still at the beginning of the game, so there was no need to be so excited, so he took a deep breath and held himself.

Deportivo La Coruna's wide flanks are not as strong as in the middle, but they are not difficult to play, and Fernando Gago and David Silva, both of whom are younger, are still good at crossing, and they still have an advantage in the box.

Nuno Maniche, let's not forget that this man is a European Championship winner, his advantage in midfield can allow both sides to achieve the same effect with a 45° angle cross without going down, which makes Real Madrid's already not very good defense start to make it more difficult to defend - a simple cross from the wing is of course easy to defend, but if you extend the range of the cross to a 45-degree angle, it will be difficult to defend.

Fernando Gago and David Silva did not want to develop on the road of the master of the cross because of their own development problems, but at least after running out of the gap, it is still possible to pass a few beautiful horizontal passes, Riquelme and Aimar in the middle have too much advantage in passing, receiving and passing, even if the cross is not so accurate, it can create a great threat!

Casillas got busy......

In the beginning, he just needed to make good saves to save a precarious defence, but as time went on, he began to need to strike to intercept close-range crosses from close range.

- It is worth mentioning that one of the few shortcomings of Casillas is that he is not very sharp in attacking.

Not only does the defense often sound the alarm, but there are also all kinds of unhappiness in front of it, Deportivo La Coruna is almost all staring at Real Madrid's frontcourt, obviously just one less person, but the whole Real Madrid team feels like they are facing a whole finely woven net.

They want to fight back! Want to attack! Want to break this layer of defense!

But no matter how much he struggled, it was in vain, and even his own defense line fell into crisis again and again, and was beaten to the ground.

Finally, under the expectant gaze of the Riazo crowds, in the 37th minute, Salgado made a mistake in passing, Jorge Valente simply broke the ball with a kick, successfully got the ball and passed a long pass, Pablo Aimar received the ball in front of the penalty area and quickly split the side, David Silva stopped the ball for a moment, and then grabbed the cross before Samuel returned to the defense!

The ball flew into the penalty area in an arc, Eder Postiga jumped high in the middle of the box, and despite the attacks of Arbeloa and Woodgate around him, the Portuguese striker still grabbed the first drop and flicked his head directly into the goal!

The header went straight to the bottom right corner of the goal, bounced off the ground after flying into the six-yard box, and Casillas could only watch the ball fly into the net despite making a save!

“al！！ Edel Postiga!! The Portuguese striker opened the scoring and Deportivo is currently 4:2 Real Madrid on aggregate!! They have three valuable away goals in their hands and Real Madrid are in a dangerous situation right now!! As soon as Frank finished shouting this, Dean snorted.

"Postiga is in a very bad state."

It was really wrong, after that shot just now, he ran two steps and fell straight to the ground, at first they thought it was a celebration, and even his teammates around him were ready to celebrate together, but he stretched out his hands and asked for support from the field.

？？？

Juan was stunned for a moment, and immediately got up again and was ready to go to see the situation again, a group of people around him had already surrounded him, and he couldn't even see the specific situation inside, this time the referee reacted faster, he lowered his head and looked, and then made a gesture to the home coach's box.

Seeing this gesture, Juan immediately sank his face, and then turned his head: "Team doctor!" ”

When Deportivo came out on the stretcher, Juan frowned, he was obviously fine at the beginning, why did he suddenly get injured?

When the team doctors came out, Deportivo Rehabilitator gently pulled Juan's arm: "Juan, don't be angry with Postiga, he didn't mean to hide it from you." ”

"......," Juan was stunned, "what do you mean?" ”

"He was injured at the start of the season, so it's not that he didn't train hard, but he didn't tell you for fear of affecting the schedule...... He also wants us to keep it a secret from anyone, so ......"

"He told you not to say it, so you won't say it?" Juan took a deep breath, "Who has the final say in A Coruña, he?" ”

"I'm sorry." The therapist lowered his head.

Juan stopped talking, because Postiga was injured and he had to make a substitution immediately, but when he looked back, everyone on the bench was looking at him with golden eyes, and everyone wanted to play.

Juan's eyes roamed around the bench and pointed directly at Quaresma: "It's too late, run and run more on the field, and you should warm up." ”

Quaresma nodded and immediately stood up, Alan had already gone to report the substitution to the fourth official, and the substitution sign was played on the sidelines as Postiga was lifted down the field.

No. 12 Elder Postiga is injured and No. 15 Ricardo Quaresma comes off the bench!

When he saw that it was Quaresma, Postiga moved slightly, but still didn't say anything, just covered his eyes.

Seriously, he didn't dare to look at Juan's expression at all now, nor did he dare to look at the eyes of the fans around him, and covering his eyes could at least escape reality for a while.

However, soon he heard the applause around him, from the fans from all directions, and it happened that at this time, the stretcher also stopped, and he thought that he had already arrived in the players' tunnel, and just put his hand down, but it turned out to be Juan's cold eyes.

Looking at that look, it was obvious that he knew something.

Postiga didn't say a word, just looked at him like this, there were tears in his eyes, and there were also unwillingness and some unspeakable things, Juan looked at it and felt a little soft, he sighed softly, reached out and rubbed his head, bent down and kissed his forehead.

"There is no next time."

Postiga was pushed into the tunnel, and now he had to go for a further examination so that Juan could find out if he was serious or not, and he had something very important to think about-

Since the therapist already knew about it, he must have been helping him with recovery training.

So after such a large half of the season, there is no reason why the team doctor does not know.

Then why did he say that there was nothing wrong with the team doctor when he routinely asked the team doctor about the physical condition of the whole team every week?

If Postiga already had some injuries at the beginning, if not treated in time, it is very likely that he will fall to the root of the disease and even ruin his own football career, Postiga is not a professional and does not understand him, he can understand, but how can the team doctor and rehabilitation therapist just watch him ruin his body and talent?

Forty minutes into the game, but there should be stoppage time after that, so Juan is not in a hurry at all, and he now needs to sort out what the situation is.

Deportivo continued their style of play, with Quaresma running dutifully on the pitch and passing much better than Postiga.

Now Juan thinks about it, is Postiga because of his own injury problems, so he is very unconfident in himself, so he is even more insecure in passing and receiving the ball, so it has caused a vicious circle of "receiving the ball - not passing the ball - no one passes the ball to him - more desperately asking for the ball - receiving the ball - not passing the ball".

Juan didn't know what to say now, but he knew that if he didn't talk to Postiga at this time, there might be a real person whose football career would be ruined in the future.

As the game entered three minutes of stoppage time, Juan looked at the situation on the field, turned around and walked into the tunnel to see what was going on in Postiga.

Deportivo La Coruna's home infirmary is quite spacious, but there are several team doctors crowded inside, plus its own medical equipment, it is suddenly a little insufficient, Juan frowned and looked at everyone very busy, and said: "Come out and explain the situation to me." ”

The originally noisy environment inside immediately seemed to be pressed the mute button, everyone looked at each other, no one dared to speak, and finally the team doctor supervisor sighed lightly and stood up: "Let's go out and talk." ”

"What, what's so unsightly?" Juan looked back at him calmly, a faint blue flame burning in his eyes. "What are you trying to hide from me, huh?"

The "......" team doctors looked at each other and did not speak.

"If you think I'm too young to expire, then I can only say here, yes, I'm not very old, not as intimidating as those old coaches who have been famous for a long time, but at least I'm the manager of this Deportivo La Coruna and I have the right to know what my players are really like!"

Juan let out a sigh of relief and raised his eyebrows: "So, has anyone explained it to me now?" ”

The team doctor was silent for a while, and then opened his mouth with difficulty: "...... It was only a minor injury before, and we all thought that this injury would not affect the game, and no matter what, at least with the help of the rehabilitator, Postiga was getting better day by day, but every time he played, his condition came and went, and the back and forth was not complete, so it was a complete outbreak today......"

"......" Juan's heart did not fluctuate at this moment, and he even wanted to laugh a little.

When is it up to the team doctor to decide the condition of the players and their availability for the game?

Was it all his fault for letting Postiga play?

"So you're hiding it from me, and I'm a fool?" Juan smiled strangely, "I don't know what you guys think, but I think maybe all the team doctors and therapists here need a new professional contract." ”

Everyone began to stir, they looked at each other, although some people were very unconvinced, after all, a professional doctor like them might become very sought-after no matter what team doctor they went to, but at the same time, most of them were also very sensible.

Originally, they did something wrong, they deceived the coach with the players, and when such a thing came out, how could any team dare to hire them?

Generally speaking, the normal practice should be to report the problem of the player immediately, and then the head coach carefully arranges the player's playing time and recovery status, and now Postiga does not know how serious the injury is, but Hu An's head is already burning with anger.

"Now, I need someone to explain it to me."

“…… Postiga suffered a ruptured plantar fascia in his right foot and was sent to hospital for further examination, but it was tentatively determined that Postiga would miss three to four weeks. The director lowered his head and whispered, "Juan, we're not ......."

"Let's talk about these things later." Juan waved his hand.

What he said is actually very useful in Deportivo La Coruna, but some people forget for a moment that Juan is not just the manager of Deportivo La Coruna.

He is at least the second largest shareholder behind A Coruña.

At least in the personnel ruling, he still has a large degree of say.

But Juan didn't want to listen to these people now: "Is the emergency treatment over?" I'd like to talk to Postiga alone. ”

Hearing him say this, the team doctors quickened their movements, and then quickly retreated, and the infirmary, which was very crowded just now, was now only Juan and Postiga lying on the bed.

Postiga didn't say anything, his eyes and nose looked like he didn't want to speak, Juan couldn't help but sigh: "Why didn't you tell me?" ”

Postiga didn't speak, Juan tilted his head to look at his current situation, and said slowly: "In 59 games, you have played 27 games, 16 of which are starts...... Now I think it's a bit too much. ”

The person on the bed trembled for a moment, and finally couldn't help but raise his eyes to look at him, and said viciously: "It doesn't matter, anyway, you're going to list me at the end of the season, aren't you?" ”

Juan wanted to sigh even more.

To be honest, even now he hasn't grasped what this person is thinking, why can those two old and refined bosses see that they are coquettish?

"What kind of card to hang, do you want to leave if you earn me back your medical expenses?" Juan originally just said casually, but the glasses of the person in front of him instantly lit up: "You don't sell me?" You're not going to drive me away? ”

"What do you mean to drive you away, didn't you say you wanted to leave at the beginning?" Juan raised an eyebrow, "Jorge told me a week ago to arrange more playing time for you. ”

"Well, that's ......" Postiga opened his mouth, a little dumbfounded.

"Spoiled?" Juan swore that he really just blurted out without thinking, and that he didn't think in that direction at all, but in front of Postiga he froze for a moment, and then his whole face turned red!

“……”

The little coach began to seriously reflect on his emotional intelligence and why he didn't ask Jorge about the specific situation at that time.

How come the way the young men in Portugal are coquettish is still different, can they be less routine and more sincere? If you want to be coquettish, you have to be generous, what's awkward?!

Look at Cristiano!

The coquettish is well-behaved, cute and generous, and at a glance, he is so frank that he almost wrote the words "I'm coquettish" on his face, what are you awkward?!

Juan is not aware that there is a word called...... Tsundere.

There is also a word, called violent petite......

Well, anyway, Juan is now sure that it is his own children who are making trouble, so he sighed and rubbed his head: "Forget it, then you can take care of your injuries." ”

Juan was just about to get up and leave when he heard Postiga say from behind: "I didn't mean to......"

Juan knew what he was talking about, and was about to speak, but the man continued: "I came with an injury, but I don't want to be said to be your related, and I don't want to be told that I have a precious position just because I am your compatriot, so I beg everyone to hide it from me, and at the end of the season, I will try my best to repay your kindness...... At least in my name, I'm not a parallel import. ”

"Don't blame them, I forced them, everything is my fault...... When the injury is healed, I will continue to work hard to score goals and play football and try to sell myself for a good price. ”

Juan's heart trembled, along with Postiga's voice.

He never felt for a moment that the young man behind him was just a child.

These footballers still maintain the innocence of children to a certain extent, but some of them are very frank and open, while others are more awkward, nothing more, but the sincerity in their hearts is real.

So he sighed, couldn't bear to turn back, and hugged him.

"Don't mention anything good about the price...... Take care of your injuries, you're only 23 years old, and you still have a long way to go. ”

"Really?"

"Yes, really."

"Am I causing you trouble......?"

"Yes."

“……”

"Stop thinking nonsense, act like a tough guy!" Juan slapped him on the thigh, and Postiga almost jumped up in fright, "If you do something wrong, you have to have the determination to bear the consequences, are you ready?" ”

"That's it!"

"Okay, then you have to heal your injuries first, and we'll talk about the rest later."

"Oh!!"

After giving Postiga a shot, Juan walked out, he looked at the time, pinched just right, about the time when the players had been resting in the locker room for a while, and he was just about to leave, when all the team doctors around him, who had been ignored, came forward.

"That, Mr. Dias......"

They don't dare to call him "Juan" now, for fear that he will still be angry at this time, what if he is directly provoked?

Juan raised his head and glanced at everyone around him, they couldn't help but lower their heads, Juan sighed softly in his heart, and nodded calmly at the head of the team doctor: "Postiga will trouble you." ”

As he left, he could hear the people behind him breathe a sigh of relief, and then whisper to each other excitedly to discuss, the kind of aftermath that made him himself smile bitterly.

What is this......

Juan casually opened the door of the locker room and found that there was silence inside, which was different from usual, and he raised his eyebrows in surprise after closing the door: "What's wrong, so quiet?" ”

No one answered him, but everyone's eyes turned to Allen's direction, and Juan could only look at his assistant teacher.

Allen coughed lightly and said with some difficulty: "Real Madrid scored a goal......"

Juan nodded: "And then?" ”

He didn't think Real Madrid would score in this game, after all, Raul, Figo and Ronaldo were all on the field, how luxurious Real Madrid's offensive line is known in all La Liga, and it is not unexpected that Deportivo is such a semi-main lineup to fight with others.

And then ...... They're in two ......," Alan said, not daring to look up.

With nine minutes left before the end of the first half and injury time, Juan left the pitch, and it was during these nine minutes that Real Madrid started attacking violently as if they had eaten something unclean, and without Juan's timely dispatch on the side of the pitch, they were suddenly caught off guard.

Juan frowned: "What about the specifics?" ”

"Specifically, Guti suddenly started to explode after you got off the pitch, passing several wonderful passes in a row, and under the cover of Samuel and Woodgate, Ronaldo shot from a distance, and Diego didn't react at all......"

When he said this, Diego López's head drooped and looked very depressed, Juan glanced at the young general and rubbed his head: "It's okay, you're doing a good job." What about the second? ”

"The second is Guti, he received a long pass from Beckham in the front, and then crossed to Raul, Raul divided the side to Figo, Figo shot with a pick......" Allen sighed lightly, "At that time, Raul was already close at hand, who knew he would actually split the side?" ”

Juan nodded: "It's really difficult for Raul to divide sides, but people can change, right?" We played well in the first half, but we were affected by the individual quality of the superstar on the opposite side, and in the second half we just came back. ”

Deportivo and Real Madrid are now 4-4 on aggregate, but Deportivo have three away goals, Real Madrid have only two, and if this score is maintained until the end, it will be Deportivo La Coruna who wins, but Juan is not going to do nothing in the second half. 166 Reading Network