Chapter 305: Ball Panic
"Well done guys!"
At halftime, Hydward did not hesitate to praise the players, and away, half of the main team, still managed to take a one-goal lead despite the indiscriminate bombardment of the opponent. Halfway through the season, Rudiger's move forced him to make changes to his already well-established backline, a sudden change that disrupted the original deployment and Heidward's view that the team's current bench depth was not enough to deal with the loss of key players.
But the player responded well for him, although one of Berardi's goals was a stroke of luck.
At the Africa Cup of Nations in January, the selection for the World Cup qualifiers in Brazil has begun, and Heidward does not believe that the second-ranked team in the Premier League does not have a single international player. As it turned out, Sadio Mane was selected for the Senegalese national team for the second time, making his first appearance at an international tournament and the first time with Kevin De Bruyne, Margery, Frere and Belotti, while Belgium, England and Italy all have their own international warm-up matches in January, when they make their international debuts. Of course, apart from Mane, it remains to be said whether anyone else will be able to enter the eyes of the national team coaches consistently, but at least this is an extremely positive sign.
In such a period, Heideward has to slowly start to adapt to the changes, from an unknown young player to a national team international, ** and selfish inflation are issues that cannot be ignored, and Rudiger is just a wake-up call.
Thinking far ahead, he quickly pulled his mind back to face Stones, a game where the lad played like a seasoned veteran, except for the penalty.
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On the other side, the names of several people kept appearing in Benitez's mind, Fernando Torres, Mata, Hazard, Demba Ba, flashing quickly like a marquee, followed by the names of the opposing players, he was like a fast and accurate computer constantly counting and deducing in his mind.
As he walked to the front of the players' tunnel, a shrill boo poured into his ears, vaguely mixed with swearing, which made Benitez break out in a cold sweat. He looked up as he walked, rafa out (Benitez fuck off!) The sign says no club fan would treat a new manager like that, he thought.
Chelsea fans are still immersed in the Champions League dream that Di Matteo has built, and they don't want to accept a change of manager in their bones, and in the words of the fans, we can still compete for five trophies, and there is no reason to go out of class. So Benitez's debut was full of boos and fans' nostalgia for Di Shuai, until now, maybe this encounter was doomed from the beginning.
"Boss, I'm sorry." Another voice rang in my ears, but it was a voice with less hostility and more respect.
Benitez smiled and patted the shoulder of the player in front of him, "Fernando, don't worry about that penalty, I have a solution." ”
Torres looked at his mentor and felt a little dazed, the two of them have worked together for many years, Benitez's personality and temper are clear to him, in front of the players, Lao Bei is a computer and a piece of ice, cold, indifferent, accurate, lonely, such an old man showing a smile is really rare.
"Boss, you've changed a lot," Torres sighed, feeling that Inter's defeat had erased a lot of Benitez's edges and corners, "it's not easy." ”
Benitez was stunned for a moment and said, "It's not easy for you. ”
The two didn't have time to catch up, but the exchange of glances, everything was in plain sight.
Benitez was appointed with a mission, one of which was to activate Torres, who had been dormant for a long time.
The two talked about tactics again, "I've watched all your games this year, are your injuries still healed?" ”
"Okay, but that place will hurt faintly, sometimes it hurts so much at night that I have to take medicine, but I go to check it during the day and find nothing."
Benitez frowned, "It doesn't look like it's okay..."
"Alright" he was interrupted before he could finish speaking, and Torres insisted that he was healed, and the look in his eyes told Benitez that the killer had never wanted to prove himself again.
"Well, let's change from this game. Our new signing Toni Rudiger is a very smart guy, he's tall and physical, and I've seen him wander around the back post when he takes a set-piece and we don't have much chance to get it from set-pieces in the second half. ”
Benitez's eyes looked at his disciple, and the meaning was self-evident, he was going to turn Torres from a red flower to a green leaf with a goal, and Fernando did not think about simply saying a word "good"
The two walked to the dressing room, Benitez still had to give some explanations, Torres walked to the corner alone, changed his jersey, took out a booklet from the cupboard, and fell into memory.
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The first sentence of the booklet is, "Torres, scoring goals requires skill, but technique alone is not enough. He smiled knowingly.
'I've seen a lot of players who can't score, either because they're not good at technique or they can't keep their composure when shooting, and a lot of people have both. They don't know where to aim, so when they shoot, it's all luck, they're five or six metres off, or 10 metres above the crossbar, or they're kicking the ball at the goalkeeper. They lack composure and understanding, but you don't have any of these questions, Torres. ”
It was a letter sent to him by Benitez, who had left for Italy about a year earlier, with many photos, training CDs and books. The wording was unfriendly, but Torres went through what the old coach had sent him many times.
'I'm in Italy, I don't know why you don't score, after all, I'm not your coach right now. But I would say that there is a kid at Inter who is very similar to you, who knows exactly where to put the ball and where to use it at all times, and I am often amazed that he seems to be doing everything right, but he has not been scoring much goals lately. ”
'I did my research and he was too himself, when he was close to the goal he always shot low into the two bottom corners of the goal, he was aiming like he was using a microscope, but he always missed about 10 centimeters, time and time again, he easily passed the goalkeeper on the training ground, but the ball always bounced off the post.
"A few pieces of advice to you, first, change the way you shoot, don't give the goalkeeper too much cheap, the range of the goal is much larger than the range you are aiming at. Secondly, it is a very difficult job to be a striker and goalkeeper like you, it is not easy to guess what you think, but also to anticipate the course of the ball, to react, to decide which part of the body to use, you have to make a save first, to give them a chance to make a mistake. Some strength can be sacrificed for accuracy, and some other things can be sacrificed for strength. ”
“.…..” There were many, many more in the back, and he flipped through them casually, and before he knew it, he saw the last sentence "Torres, ask yourself, the ball is here, can you shoot it with one shot?" ”
He was silent.
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Fifteen minutes passed quickly, with Frank Lampard beckoning his team-mates on the pitch and the mood in the dressing room was high, with Fernando Torres coming back on the back and heading forward.
The captain came over and comforted: "Torres, don't care about that penalty, Hazard doesn't care either......"
Fernando didn't answer, and as he walked, he suddenly asked, "Frank, the ball is in front of you, can you shoot it with one kick?" ”
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