ended a vicious war, a so-called [handshake peace] vicious war.

Coach Corboni has always carried out intensive training for the players, but today there was no training session, because even the toughest physical strength needs to be slowed down and need to rest. And every time he was ready to disband after a game, Coach Corboni would give a stern order: attend the drill class on time, otherwise he would not want to play.

The parking lot of the training base is not as full of famous cars as usual, and the offices in the base are so quiet that you can hear the sound of staff tapping on keyboards. Coach Corboni and his assistant coach walked on the soft carpet in the office hallway, nodding hello to their colleagues who were working from time to time. At this time, a colleague suddenly gave a sentence:

"Hey, coach, I watched last night's game. We played really well, but unfortunately the referee didn't give the penalty and couldn't get all three points. ”

After hearing this, Coach Coboni said with a smile on his old face: "There are several kinds of fun in football, and one of them is [regret]. ”

A colleague asked: "Is it fun to have [regrets] in a football game?" ”

Coach Corboni stopped, walked up to his colleague and said: "Let's explain it this way, if the goal in the game is widened by three meters, then no matter how super the goalkeeper is against the ball flying over, he will be helpless......

"Why?" A colleague quickly interjected.

Coach Corboni said: "If you think about it, the goal is so wide, the goalkeeper has more leaks in the defence, and any player who volleys the ball into the net. But is that interesting? ”

My colleague grimaced and said, "It's boring, it's no fun to play like that." ”

Coach Corboni continued: "Yes. That's the width of the goal, and you're watching our game, and suddenly one of our players shoots and the ball goes out of bounds against the post. How would you react suddenly? ”

"I'll scream: Oh, it's almost a pity." The colleague replied.

Coach Corbony looked at his colleague quietly and waited for him to continue.

The colleague had an epiphany and laughed: "Oh! I see, coach. I see what you mean by "regretful pleasures". After saying that, he laughed loudly.

Coach Corboni still didn't say anything, just nodded and walked away with the assistant coach. After walking more than ten steps, I only heard the colleague shouting: "Coach! I forgot to tell you that the kid on our team who wore number 15 was a madman~~. ”

No. 15, Carbine.

When Coach Corboni heard this, he couldn't help but snicker with the assistant coach next to him. Laughing as he walked into the conference room......

As soon as Coach Corboni sat down, he turned on the TV in the conference room and tuned into the sports one. Staring at the screen seriously, the assistant coach next to him said, "It's just right, the draw has begun." ”

The draw ceremony for the round of 32 of the Spanish King's Cup.

When the ceremony was over, Coach Corboni frowned and said, "It's not good. We have to fight Atletico Madrid for the right to qualify, and it's obviously a tough battle. ”

The assistant coach said: "Coach, in fact, every season has a hard fight. It doesn't matter if we win or lose, as long as we work hard. ”

Coach Corboni said: "But from the beginning there was a strong opponent and I was afraid that my players would not be able to withstand the pressure. ”

The assistant coach seemed thoughtful and asked, "Coach, how much do you expect from a 'madman'?" ”

Coach Corboni didn't react in time: "Crazy? Who is a madman? ”

The assistant coach crooked his mouth and said, "It's the crazy guy my colleague just called, Kabine." ”

That's when Coach Corboni realized, "Oh, he's there. There's no denying that Carbine is a talented person, but judging from yesterday's game, I'm sure he's not even 60 percent in shape. Coupled with the fact that he had just recovered from his injury, I thought he should have been given a little more time. ”

"And what if Kabine is in full shape?" The assistant coach became more serious the more he talked.

Coach Corboni snapped up and said: "If he's in full form, then I'd love to see Carbine's performances against Real Madrid and Barcelona." That's what I expect from him. ”

The assistant coach nodded, completely understood.

Coach Corboni turned off the TV, put on his glasses, picked up a piece of paper with the list of Atletico Madrid players, and read it intently. Suddenly let out a ~~hiss~~ sound from his mouth, and said to the assistant coach:

'I almost forgot, Shadugir went to Atletico Madrid.'

"Yes, he came in the summer and Atletico Madrid spent a lot of money on him."

"Shadugir was also the focus of our investigation, you should remember."

"Of course I do, Coach."

"I didn't expect him to come to La Liga, but not to join our Granada team."

"Coach, do you know how those sports media describe Shadugir?"

"You say, I'll listen."

"[Prey for the big teams]."

"Oh? Is it? No wonder Shadugir didn't come to our Granada team. Coach Corboni laughed at himself.

"But I'm sure Shadugir is really looking forward to playing against our Granada team." The assistant coach said again.

"I know that, because we have a [madman] on our team."

"That's right, a [madman]. A madman who makes Shadugir admirable and fearful. ”

Coach Corboni was having lunch at a Spanish restaurant, and his agent, Mr. Haas, was eating lunch. On the table, a bottle of champagne is served, and Spanish risotto, spicy sausages, and lamb shanks with peppers are on the table. But Cabine didn't move, and neither did Mr. Haas.

"I'm looking forward to playing against Atletico Madrid, really, Mr. Haas. ”

Mr. Haas said: "I'm sure the kid is looking forward to it too. "As soon as he finished speaking, he took the champagne in his mouth.

"Yes, he was expecting it, but what he was expecting was probably this: humiliating me again," Kabinet said. ”

Mr. Haas asked, "Oh? Are you willing to be humiliated by him? ”

Carbinay looked at Mr. Haas strangely and asked, "A year ago, we lost to him in the final, remember?" ”

Mr. Haas smoked a cigarette and said, "Remember, I was there. ”

Out of nowhere, Kabine popped up with confidence, saying: "There won't be a second time in that situation. ”

Mr. Haas spat out a smoke ring and said, "Damn, seeing you so confident, even I began to look forward to your showdown. ”

As soon as Mr. Haas's words were finished, Kirbine's cell phone rang, still ringing in the same pleasant love song. The caller was Widson, a friend who had previously trained with PSV Eindhoven's youth team and a friend who would call Kabine a jerk.

"Hey, Widson?"

"It's me, bastard."

"Is there something wrong? Don't you have to train today? ”

"Can't I look for you if it's okay? Big ~ Ball ~ Star! ”

"I'm not a big star, warn you not to talk nonsense."

"Yo, it's different when you turn around, you already have a star frame when you talk now, hehe!"

"Don't be crazy, let's get down to business."

"Okay. First, I watched your game yesterday in front of the TV, and you weren't in good shape at all, but the table was still amazing. Second, congratulations, you're in big trouble with that kid in the Spanish King's Cup. ”

"Do you think I'm going to be scared of this showdown?"

"It's because you don't be afraid that I think you're in big trouble."

"If there's something in your, explain it, and if not, stop talking nonsense."

After hearing this, Widerson laughed: "Okay, okay. I mean: if you are too confident, you will lose. ”

Kabinay said: "If you don't have self-confidence, you will lose." ”

Widerson put away his laughter: "You and I used to be teammates in the youth team, and I know your style on the field too well. ”

"I don't deny that you know me well," said Kabine, "so what? ”

Widerson paused and said, "Well, no. Remember my words anyway. ”

"Okay, I'll remember," said Kabine. I'll get in touch when you're free, or come and see me, all inclusive. ”

Widson hurriedly said, "Bastard, have you forgotten to charter a ticket?" ”

"Yes! Yes! Of course I remember, don't worry. Get in touch again. ”

"Okay, goodbye!"

Mr. Haas, who was beside him, did not know how many cigarettes he smoked and drank the first glass of champagne. When he saw that Carbine had put down the phone, he chimed in: "I think Widson's kid's reminder makes sense, because I also know your style in the court." ”

Cabine quenched his thirst with champagne and said: "I know I have weaknesses in my game, but I also have strengths, you know very well. ”

Mr. Haas asked, "Can you briefly evaluate yourself?" I mean now. ”

"As an attacking and defensive midfielder, I have aggressive runs and I have a lot of range. I like to give straight plugs, and the quality is excellent. I had accurate interceptions and I was top-notch at breaking the ball. I have super game reading skills, when to pass and when to cut forward? I know that clearly. In short, I will do my best for the team and build bridges for my teammates, but isn't that enough? ”

"Not enough!" Mr. Haas picked up the conversation very closely.

"Where is it not enough." Kabine asked.

"You ignore the capabilities of your opponent." Mr. Haas was still very close.

“…… Well, you're saying I'm conceited and underestimated? ”

"When I first found out about you, you were very strict with this problem. But then you didn't get promoted to the first team in PSV Eindhoven and that was a blow to you. Coupled with the subsequent injury, your problem gradually became less obvious. But now that I've changed my life, my injuries have healed, and I can play in the first team. I see you're back with this old problem. Mr. Haas said in one breath.

Although Kabine was not being scolded, his face showed an expression that looked like he had been scolded, and he did not respond in any way. Mr. Haas swapped the cigarette between his fingers, patted Carbine on the shoulder, and said, "Your career is just beginning, and there will be plenty of time to find who you really are." ”

Excessive self-confidence and ignoring the strength of the opponent. Of course, Kabinet knew his weaknesses, but every time he stepped into the greenery, he forgot all about the things he had to be wary of. The rhythm of the ball rolling at his feet, the picture of his feet running all over the field, the lethal through ball that goes straight into the enemy area, the perfect arc ball that is impeccable, once this scene slips into Kabi's cranial nerves, he becomes a "madman".