Chapter Eighty-Seven: Spain, Spain!
Under the extreme gravity suppression, my physical energy was quickly consumed. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ο½ο½ο½Uο½Eγ ο½ο½ο½ο½
At the same time, my muscles, my strength, continued to rise. Even then, at this moment, I'm not practicing football, I'm ......
All movements, under this extreme gravity, seem so strenuous, and at the same time, the human body functions are also more fully exercised. I quickly became tired, and finally, I could no longer move, and my body was completely paralyzed......
Esmeralda embraced me and flew towards the edge of the universe. My body was completely out of my way, and slowly, slowly I fell asleep.
By the time I woke up, it was already the sun. As soon as I opened my eyes, I saw Modric's eyes wide and staring at me.
"Mo, Modric, what's wrong? Am I oversleeping again? β
Modric showed me his watch. I looked at it and was stunned: another 8:55!
There's one last training session this morning! I quickly put on my shirt and Modric was good at school, and he knew that I would be able to make it in time, so he didn't wait for me anymore and ran away by himself. I hurriedly put on my jersey and shoes and ran out like the wind.
βDuangοΌβ
Once again, I was a little faster than Modric. Bilic was waiting for the two of us with his stopwatch in his usual hands.
Chusovigin Stich, 8:59:48. Luka Modric, 8:59:57. Safe base, you two have been pinching every day lately, and this point is getting more and more accurate. Bilic said coldly.
"It's good if you're not late, it's good if you're not late, hahaha." Modric's second is still giggling there. The last time he was penalized for running, he may not have a long memory.
"This morning, we mainly did some recovery training. The first is the 12-minute run that can't be beaten, and everyone can pull up their physical fitness in the morning to perform better in the afternoon. Come on! β
It's another 12-minute run, but I'm not afraid at all now. I used to be in the lead in the second camp, but now I have the strength to run in the first camp with the captain Srna. The improvement in physical fitness is a big improvement for me, after all, I can use full speed in every sprint and jump to the highest level in every bounce, which is already a very rare ability. Of the three trainings in the "cosmic" gravity zone, the biggest improvement for me was in physical fitness, followed by athleticism - bounce, speed, muscle impact, etc. This 12-minute run is a good verification.
Sure enough, I ran and felt lighter. I was very comfortable at the front of the team with Srna and pulled down a lot of others. About eleven minutes or so I started to pick up, and Srna saw that I was speeding up, and followed closely - worthy of our captain, and I must be the first in everything! Srna and I took turns taking the lead, and both of us ran faster and faster! By the last dozen seconds, Srna finally couldn't hold on anymore and his pace gradually slowed down - the captain was in his thirties after all, and compared to a young player like me, he would eventually suffer from the attack of age and his fitness would decline to a certain extent.
When Bilic blew the whistle, I was about ten meters away from Srna. For the first time in my history, I finished first in the 12-minute run in Croatia's training session.
Bilic came up to me and whispered to me, "Chusoviginski, how the hell did you do that?" Your fitness is not at all comparable to that of a few days ago, but there is no problem with the urine test. Do you have any extraordinary chances? β
"Coach, no matter what kind of situation I have, I am completely in line with sportsmanship, my physical fitness, my strength and technique, I rely on myself, blood and sweat. If you don't believe me, you can expel me from the team, because with the strength of our Croatian team, we may not be able to beat Spain and get the right to qualify from the group. Even if we draw with Spain, Italy may not be able to beat Ireland. In other words, the Croatian team, it's the same with or without me, I just want to be able to contribute my strength to the team, if you let me play, I will play, if you don't let me play, I will watch from the sidelines. All I can say is that I have a clear conscience. β
I think I should be expressionless at this point, because my dislike for Bilic has reached a very high level, but my desire to contribute to the Croatian team made me unable to restrain myself and say what was in my heart in one breath. I want to be able to play, and I have to score, I have to contribute to the Croatian team, and I have to get the job done - for Croatia, to win the European Championships......
Then I was able to really be with my Alostie......
However, Bilic said:
"I've decided that this battle against Spain, you're the starter, it's not going to change again. I admit that I used to distrust you before, but that's because the changes that have happened in you are really incredible, but as long as your changes are real and legitimate, I will definitely use you, and I will not doubt it. Chusovigin StiΔ, I'm Bilic, and I apologize for what I did to you before. This is my sincerest apology as a coach. I hope you can forget all the bad memories between you and me and fight for Croatia together! β
After listening to Villa's heartfelt words, I was stunned......
I didn't expect Bilic to apologize to me in such a way, and I didn't expect that Bilic, who had always been distrustful of me, would speak to me so sincerely at this moment.
Everything he said and did was really for the sake of the Croatian team, and he was really selfless!
"Now, let's change our minds, stop worrying about our relationship with each other, and now our most important goal is the decisive battle with Spain this afternoon!"
"Decisive Battle...... Spain ......"
"Yes, the decisive battle against Spain!"
The whole morning of recovery training was quickly over. Bilic led the team to gather, and everyone sang the Croatian national anthem loudly. Rakitic is a Swiss-born man who is not very familiar with the Croatian national anthem, but he also shook his right fist and expressed his love for the national team!
"We're going to fight a decisive battle in the afternoon. Who are our opponents! Bilic said loudly domineeringly.
"Spain!"
"Who is the opponent we want to teach a lesson?"
"Spain...... Spain! β
All the players, shouting loudly, the voice resounded in the sky!
That's our team...... This is a fighting and morale-boosting team! My heart, at this moment, was stirred up by my teammates.
"Casillas ......"
"I must, break through your goal and defeat you!"