Foreign coach Jock has already made a fortune in middle age, and it is much easier to pass him than to play.

I ran with the ball for a while, using a simple trance technique.

Foreign teacher Jock didn't follow, just looked at my footsteps and said with a smile: "Don't you like David?" How do you learn Ronaldo? And your shot is really bad and doesn't look like David at all. ”

I smiled awkwardly, thinking that it looked like I was going back to brush up on star knowledge.

Foreign coach Jock pointed not far away and said, "Everything else is pretty much the same, you go to practice serving and shooting for me." ”

It was the last game of the first semester of my sophomore year, and I was still the starter.

Usu and I had a lively conversation, but recently he would ask me if my leg was better.

Don't leave any injuries or anything, I don't know what kind of relationship we had at the time.

I once asked Usu what he liked about me, and Usu said he liked the way I ran.

That's why I'm desperately trying to get the ball and pass people, and I want to run to Usu.

It's as simple as that, but apparently there's no chance.

In the last game of the first semester of the second year of high school, the opponent was the seeded team in the province.

Compared to our four, we were almost sparring partners, and I found Xiao Wang, the striker who started at the time.

He was the starting striker, and the soft grinding and hard bubble meant that this game was also a must-lose.

Let Xiao Wang find a foreign teacher in Jock and tell me that he is uncomfortable and let me go on or something?

Xiao Wang nodded at that time, and I also called Wusu to be there.

But apparently the kid didn't do it at all, and the starting lineup didn't change on the last day.

Helplessly, I could only tell Usu that because of the problem of foot injury, the coach cherished the talent and let me sit on the bench.

We were beaten 2-0 in less than 20 minutes into the game that day, and there was a real gap between the seeded team and us.

And all I cared about was the spectators, and I spent half an hour in the stands where Wusu was.

Because I can't bring my phone, the last message I only know is that Wusu is there.

Foreign teacher Jock patted me on the shoulder and said, "What are you looking at?" As soon as half-time is over, you go up and play. It also allows you to see what the game is and what it means to be brutal. ”

Flattered, I went back to the lounge during halftime and sent a message to Usu: I was the eighth in the second half.

We had a limited number of jerseys, and I put them on when I took off my clothes.

With a 2-0 seed advantage in the second half, the game began.

The difference was clear, the opponent had the ball and kept pushing us back.

After that, it's a pass or a one-on-one shot, and the main attacking players are the number 11 and number 3 on either side.

I wasn't in charge of the three, but I started waiting for the opportunity with the three.

It was a long pass, and it was the number three.

I immediately posted it, regardless of the three-seven-twenty-one to meet the ball.

I jumped to my feet and blocked the ball with my chest.

The opponent's No. 3 obviously didn't expect me to come out from which angle to grab the ball, and I was stunned when I saw it jumping.

After that, I started dribbling the ball and the number three behind me was in hot pursuit.

The opponent is all coming back to defend, and according to the process, now you should wait for your teammates to come up and attack.

But I obviously couldn't wait, I kept rushing forward with the ball.

My heart was beating really hard at that moment, and I wanted Usu to see me.

The opposing player on the side made up for me, and the pendulum dodge flashed past him and continued to move forward.

It was a half-time position, and there were two coaches on either side. At that time, I was following the direction of our foreign teacher Qiaok, and I could hear the angry roar of foreign teacher Qiaoke: "Wait for someone, don't rush." Remember to pass, pass. ”