Chapter Ninety-Eight: The Training Begins (4)
The alarm clock at five o'clock in the morning had just gone off, and it was barely dawn.
Yi Fan opened his sleepy eyes and struggled to get out of bed.
Yesterday, in addition to dozens of passing exercises, he also ran 15 kilometers, and did more or less other events.
He originally estimated that this kind of strength should not be weak, but when he returned to the dormitory, he found that he was the one who did the least.
So today I thought about getting up early and starting to brush the data at the beginning of the training.
There are six people in each dormitory, which is assigned by the coaching staff. In the same dormitory as Yifan, there are also bearded Barkley, Matthews, Wang Yang, in addition to wide receiver Watson and offensive lineman O'Neal.
The training grounds were still almost dark, but they were already full of players who had started training. Yifan followed the team on the machine and found that his training content had only been completed by more than 40 percent, barely catching up with the schedule.
Near the machine there is also a huge display showing the hundred players with the highest progress in completion. At the moment, the number one is Pfister, who is 60 percent complete.
It's hard to imagine what this guy did in just two days yesterday.
They were followed by Tiger, Leonard, and others, almost all of whom were third-graders. Progress is also close to 60%.
As for the first-year students, none of them made the list.
The coaching staff sits in the office, analysing the data of individual players. Needless to say, seniors have a tremendous physical advantage in experience that cannot be surpassed in a year.
In previous years, this was also the case. Therefore, the composition of the new team must still be dominated by senior students.
The question is how many first-year students will stand out as contenders.
"How many people are in the first grade now who are more than 50 percent progressed?" Johnson asked. In his opinion, completing 50% in the first two days is the minimum requirement, and if you miss the prime time of the first two days, it will only get harder and harder.
Diana looked at the computer and said: "There are only six people at the moment, and the first in line is Wang Yang, followed by Matthews, Barkley, James and Fair, and Rogers. ”
Johnson shook his head, he was clearly not happy with the result.
Of course, the coaches' concerns were unaware of the first-graders. The vast majority of people are still immersed in the joy of completing the schedule.
Yi Fan was the same, at the suggestion of Matthews, he completed seventy percent of the shooting tasks on the second day, and ran more than a dozen kilometers at the same time, which almost kicked his legs off, and after sleeping a little, he found that the two legs were almost not his own.
So according to the plan, he mainly did passing, dodging, clean and jerk, grappling and rushing exercises today. I thought that these activities had lower requirements for the lower body, so that the two thighs could rest first.
Unexpectedly, after coming to the training ground, Yifan realized that he was too naïve.
The opponents who dodge practice are fourth-graders, former main defensive linebackers and linebackers. They are heavily armed and go all out to deal with each training subject.
Standing in front of Yi Fan was his former roommate Michael, and the last time he confronted him head-on, it was in the practice match for new and old students at the beginning of the regular season.
That pass to Matthews, helping the freshmen score a touchdown.
But this time, there was no one else, and Yi Fan could only rely on himself to break through Michael's defense.
"Come on, Liu! Let me see how good you are! ”
Michael hammered his fists and said.
Yi Fan changed into a suit of equipment and tucked the ball under his armpit.
Rush!
Due to the consumption of the first two days, his physical fitness has bottomed out, and his two legs are like being filled with lead, and he can't take a step at all, and the speed of breaking through is only less than two-thirds of the usual.
Yi Fan wanted to change direction with a Z shape, but his left foot stepped out, but his right foot did not have the strength to lift up.
Michael took the opportunity to give a bear hug, grabbed Yifan's upper body with both hands, and threw him to the ground.
"Come again!" Michael disgruntled. Yifan's speed is like that of a snail, and it is not challenging at all.
This time Yi Fan used a back turn, but was also knocked down by a blow from Michael.
This fall knocked Yi Fan to the bottom, and the momentum was so great that the ball fell to the side.
"Hold your ball, Liu!" Michael reminded.
Protecting the ball in your hands is fundamental to every player.
Yi Fan collapsed on the ground, looking at the ball that had fallen to the side, his arms were tired and weak after many consecutive passes, and it was difficult to even protect the ball.
In normal times, if he was in perfect form, it would have been possible to avoid Michael's grappling, but with his current state, it is simply impossible.
"Liu, come again." Michael said.
Yi Fan looked reluctant, but he gritted his teeth and stood up.
After all, the training program was there, and fifty dodge training sessions forced me to face it.
"I don't want to lose, I'm going to be a starter!" Yi Fan thought silently in his heart. Self-hypnosis gave him some strength back.
But this is just a drop in the bucket, in front of Michael, Yi Fan's dodge is full of holes, his steps are slow, and his upper body is not flexible enough.
Michael easily grabbed Yi Fan's thigh and threw him to the ground again.
The continuous impact made Yi Fan a little dizzy. Now he is in no state, and he can't move his hands and feet.
This kind of practice, let alone dozens of times, even a few times he can't bear it.
"No, I'm at my limit." Yi Fan muttered. He couldn't understand why the coaching staff would come up with such a perverted project, not only in variety, but also in intensity.
As far as he knew, nearly 20 people had already withdrawn from the training camp due to injuries.
If he continued to practice like this, he felt that his muscles would definitely have to be disconnected.
"Reached the limit?"
Seeing that Yi Fan fell to the ground and couldn't get up, Daniel on the side came over and pulled him.
As a former starting quarterback, Daniel still takes a lot of care of the few juniors.
Although Yi Fan didn't want to admit it, he still nodded.
"It's at the limit, I really can't move."
But Daniel just smiled and said something.
But just this sentence made Yifan feel like he suddenly realized.
white clouds open and remnant,
The red clouds blew away.
The garden is new and green.
dawn clouds,
Spring is as you like,
The showers are still clear.
"It's right to get to the limit, and the next thing is to break through the limit."
I usually practice a thousand times and ten thousand times, just for the moment when the field blooms, just to enjoy the moment of victory.
And there's only one way to do that.
Keep hitting the limit and then break through it.
After comprehending the intentions of the coaching staff, Yi Fan's body seemed to be much more relaxed, and the pain or fatigue of Fang Cai disappeared at this moment.
He has only one thought in his mind right now, and that is to break through Michael's defense.