Chapter 107, draw a good lot

In terms of strength, Iran is the strongest team in this group.

Iran's head coach Hakpoel has been a well-known defender for Iran since his playing days, and the former international has made a bold statement before leading the team to Doha: "We are well prepared for this tournament and I am proud of my players because they are even willing to die for Iran." So, don't think we're just here to qualify, we're here to win the championship. ”

However, since the Iranian team has won two consecutive wins in the group stage, it is not surprising that in the match against the Chinese team, Hakpoor also sent a substitute lineup.

The Chinese team, which lacked the main team, played very passively throughout the game, Zhao Yuhao, who appeared in the midfield position, was almost useless, and the Chinese team's backline was hit by the front combination of Iran's Mohebi, Torabi and Karami.

This also made Qu Jing on the bench very annoyed, since he was wearing the national team jersey in the official competition, the players should have a positive attitude, even if the strength is really bad, at least they should play with the morale they deserve.

However, the substitutes of the Chinese team obviously think that this kind of game after qualifying is insignificant, running inactively, always making mistakes in passing, and even not organizing a few decent attacks, it is difficult to feel that a team has a formed tactical system.

"Why is this worth 70 million?!" Qu Jing couldn't help but have the urge to scold the street countless times in his heart, and he also knew the news of Zhao Yuhao's transfer in the Chinese Super League from the news, 70 million yuan is worth 10 million euros, what is the concept of 10 million euros? That's Alonso's current value!

Compared to Alonso's performance, Zhao Yuhao's performance in the same position looks like a scum, if a top league will be a scumbag and the value is high, it is difficult to imagine the professionalism of this league, and it is difficult to imagine what kind of game attitude will breed.

He suddenly remembered his former teammates Capillia and Batista, these young people in Real Sociedad B team worked hard every day for their dreams, they trained hard, they chased the chance of promotion to the first team, they took a meager salary without complaining, although their strength in the Chinese Super League will undoubtedly become the core of a team.

And this is just a young player in the middle and lower reaches of La Liga!

Not to mention that the 12 youth echelons of the Real Madrid Academy recruit talented children in Spain and around the world every year, not to mention that there are many former legendary players who have served in them, such as Athletic Bilbao, Real Sociedad, Celta and other clubs in the middle and lower reaches, there are also several youth teams of different echelons, but what about China?

Aside from the rush to bring in players, few clubs are able to plan and build for the long term, which also creates a vicious circle. The more football is scarce, the more it will lead to the price of players, and the players who have a lot of salaries but are not very strong are in the mire of the bright lights and gradually drifting away from their dreams.

Thinking of this, he inadvertently glanced at Xu Xin, this Atletico Madrid academy is currently negotiating with the Guangheng team of the Chinese Super League, he is really afraid that Xu Xin can't help but be tempted to return to the domestic league, with his ass can imagine a year or two later, after the successful baptism of the Chinese Super League, whether his former aura will still exist, and whether this young man who often shines in his eyes will still talk about Simeone's tactics like a pilgrimage.

Iran's 27-minute goal did not wake up their teammates on the field, they strolled the field with a wantless attitude, and almost all the players incarnated into the role of defenders, telling their feet with big kicks again and again.

In the face of the team's performance, Fu Bo did not seem to be in a hurry at all. Probably he thinks that the task of qualifying has been completed, and as for how the game will play, it is just a formality.

This made Qu Jing vaguely feel a kind of deflatedness.

Is this the result you want?

Even if you can qualify in Asia, what about after Rio?

He couldn't imagine how such a team could compete with the world's football powers.

But who cares?

He can even imagine a ticket to the Rio Olympics where they will be crowned as more successful than ever, and the officials of the Football Association will continue to be promoted without exception after they have collected enough capital, and the development of grassroots football and the low level of youth training that have not progressed for years will once again be covered up and continued to sing and dance in the face of fan abuse......

Drink poison to quench thirst? Sleeping with the enemy?

These hot words filled his mind, and an inexplicable emotion gnawed at him, so much so that he watched the match against Iran in a daze.

"Brother Qu, don't get sick, do you want to find the team doctor?" After the game, Li Hang felt that the meandering scriptures were abnormal.

"It's okay", Qu Jing smiled bitterly and waved his hand at him, it was really difficult for these gourd brothers, except for Zhang Ning, who could also participate in the next Olympic Games, the others were almost the last, no wonder they all showed extraordinary morale.

But morale alone is useless!

On the pitch is always about strength, as Cruyff said: "If I prayed or I thought it would work, all games would end in a draw." ”

By watching the game between the Saudi Arabian team and the Japanese team, he doesn't think that the Chinese team is beyond the level of these two teams, even if they have been conducting different tactical drills and communication in the past few days, but in the case of not having an advantage in strength, does it really work?

In the final round of Group B the next day, Japan's substitute team unexpectedly lost to Saudi Arabia, which also made Iran's wishful thinking come to naught.

Hucklepool wanted to use the top spot in the group to avoid the Japanese team they didn't want to face, but it turned out to be a good draw for the Chinese team.

With the same view of the coaching staff led by Fu Bo, the domestic media also believe that the Chinese team is lucky, although there is not much record of shooting in the past against the Saudi team, but compared to the Japanese team, which has always played steadily, at least we can see the probability of winning.

Even Huang Xi thinks that staggering the Japanese team is very good news, and I don't know how she used to get the coaching staff of the Chinese team, anyway, it is like having a concession pass, and you can come and go freely in the daily training of the Chinese team.

"It's good to play a beautiful woman, it's really an exception for Huang Da Beauty, and at other times, even Yang Xiang (CCTV) doesn't have this opportunity to enter the field", Li Hang, who tilted his head and looked at Huang Xi's figure, brought out a touch of obscenity in his eyes, and always grinded next to Qu Jing's ears during the training gap.

"You go for an interview, she always wants to find some material anyway", Qu Jing kicked him from behind, how can she see a woman so unproductive?!

"Don't mind, she is looking for you, what's the matter with me, but Brother Qu, you are very, can we win against Saudi Arabia?"

"I think so, you can't ask me about this, it's not up to me," Qu Jing waved his hand at Du Jia, who was in goal, and then took a free kick from around 30 yards.

"Damn, you're really accurate", watching the ball fall sharply in front of the goal, and still hit the far corner with Du Jia's best save, Li Hang shouted with wide eyes.

Qu Jing hasn't dared to be lazy about free-kicks these days, and he can now almost confidently kick a ball into a leaf, but he still can't do it well when it comes to kicking curves in front of goal.

He suddenly remembered that Corone hit his ass with a ball when he guided him to take a free kick, and then he squinted and smiled at Li Hang: "I want to say that I can kick the ball on the post and hit Song Jia's buttocks, do you believe it?" ”

"Just kidding, what do you think you are Pele and Maradona? Unbelief! ”

"Look", Qu Jing glanced at Song Jia's position and near the post again, and then picked up his foot in the same position......