Chapter 012: Nandu's Free Kick Battle (Collect!) )

Almighty's generosity has earned him back the respect of some of his teammates.

The originally hostile eyes have also turned into banter, and everyone wants to see if this newcomer who dares to face the head coach has two brushes.

Although the training was over, no one left in a hurry.

Typically, it is not a big deal to see the excitement.

The rules were quickly finalized, and if Magnum could save two of the five free-kicks at the top of the arc of the penalty area, he would win.

Don't think he's taking advantage, it's common for professional players with good footwork to score free-kicks on the training pitch, not to mention that this time the free-kickers can choose their favorite position.

The poor hitting rate of players in the game is due to objective factors such as field, position, physical strength, pressure, etc., and these problems do not exist on the training ground.

Magnum's only helper is a six-person simulated wall panel.

Overall, it's fair, and the five goals can be considered to erase some of the chances.

The premise is that Magnum has really practiced goalkeeping.

The rules have been set, and then it's time to place the bets.

"If you win, I take back what I just said and apologize to you. If you lose......"

Lining had regained his composure and said coldly.

"I can't pounce on you, I won't say anything, I'll go and terminate the contract with the club myself."

The atmosphere is set to this point, and Almighty will naturally not be cowardly.

He has faith in himself.

Then quietly use the equipment card you drew earlier.

Hair loss is hair loss, compared to the +20% reaction when goalkeeping, it's really not a problem to lose a little hair.

As soon as they heard that they had such a big game, the St. Pauli players who had originally wanted to watch a good show also became serious.

This newcomer is not young, which is equivalent to gambling on his career.

It's a bit bloody.

St. Pauli FC's nickname is the "Pirate Army", and they are also known for their fierce and brave style of play, but they appreciate the style of the all-rounder.

The team's main goalkeeper Himmelman even took the initiative to take off his gloves and threw them to Magnum.

"There's a kind, if you can win, I'll give you the number one."

The departure of the main goalkeeper last season left the No. 1 shirt vacant, and it stands to reason that it should be his.

"Thank you! Then you're welcome! ”

Magnum took the glove, gave it a thumbs up, and put it on with the help of Himmelman.

At this time, the spectators on the sidelines suddenly broke out into an uproar, and a short player, but with thick and powerful lower limbs, stood in front of the big penalty area.

"It seems that you really provoked the coach, don't think about it, No. 1, think about where to find your next home first."

Himmelman glanced over there, then said helplessly.

"Mark is our team's number one free-kicker, you're done."

Magnum patted the gloves that had just been tightened, and the trademark sneering reappeared.

"Mark? Then let him let the horses come! ”

………

Mark Rzatkowski, with a mustache and a grim face, seriously placed the ball on the right side of the big penalty area.

As a left-footed player, this is his most comfortable position.

Although he didn't want to ruin a player's career with his own hands, the coach spoke up to give 100 per cent.

Having said that, he decided to release the last two balls into the water.

Although he doesn't look like a good person, he can't be a bad person for no reason.

When Magnum set up the wall board and returned to the goal line, assistant coach Janssen blew the whistle in his mouth.

First goal.

Zatkowski moved his ankle on the spot, then ran and got up, and the ball arced through the wall very easily and towards the top left corner of the goal.

Known as the team's first self-discipline, he did not completely rest in the off-season, but deliberately practiced free kicks.

As soon as the ball came out of his feet, he felt it, the speed, the power was perfect, and the angles were extremely tricky.

It's a work of art!

Look, Coach, I definitely didn't release the water!

On the goal line, Magnum's speed was not slow at all, and he began to move his feet at the same time as the ball came out of his feet, but the ball was too fast for him to force a jump.

At this time, his shortcomings in goalkeeping are reflected, the height of 1.85 meters is still a bit short for the goalkeeper, and the arm span is also ordinary, which can't cover the entire goal at all.

Even if his bounce is excellent, it can't make up for the innate physical disadvantage, and with the extremely high quality of this free-kick, it easily bypasses his fingertips and turns towards goal.

Bang.

The soccer ball bounced the door frame and flew out.

There was a sigh from the sidelines.

It's not that the St. Pauli players want to go all-of-a-kind, but it's a bit of a habitual pity to see a wonderful shot blocked by the goal frame.

Then they looked at the head coach, Lining.

How to count this ball.

Before, it was said to save, but now the ball didn't go in, but it didn't save.

But one thing to say, that kid's movements are quite stretched, like that.

"This ball doesn't count! Do it all over again! ”

The almighty sound was clearly transmitted from the goal to the sidelines.

Lining frowned and nodded.

Zatkowski put the ball in the same position again, so that Magnum did not have to move the wall again.

Whistle, kick up.

This time, it's the far corner, but it seems to be a little slower than before.

Zatkowski still relented a little, and the goalpost just now made him a little annoyed, and he was no longer so interested in angles.

It was such a little difference that allowed Magnum to seize the opportunity.

He was betting that the opponent would shoot the same position, so he moved his center of gravity in advance and flew out at a faster speed.

I saw that he was like a spring full of strength, rising from the ground, his whole body was completely stretched out in the air, and his not very long arms were stretched straight, and then with a muffled sound, the ball seemed to hit a thick wall and bounced out.

"Beautiful!"

Seammelman, who stood behind the goal, cheered loudly.

As a goalkeeper, he unconsciously stood on the side of Almighty.

Although this ball is not as good as just now, the level is still very high, and he may not be able to save it, but this striker named Jack reacted very quickly, made up for the lack of height with early movement, and even blocked the ball with a single punch!

I don't know if he's a master of art or if he has a clear brain.

The difference between the length of his fist and his palm is not half a point, is he so confident!

But I have to say, this ball is really beautiful!

The players on the sidelines also turned their backs and applauded the brilliant save.

It's none of their business, they're just enjoying the joy of being a spectator.

Whoever performs well will support whomever he wants.

Only head coach Lining snorted coldly.

The action is good, but it's more about luck.

It's nothing more than betting in the right direction.

I don't believe you can still bet on the next four balls.

Magnum, who had rolled around on the ground, got up from the grass and smiled for the first time.

Although he didn't score the last goal, he did break out in a cold sweat, and the level of professional players is really different, but he didn't lose confidence.

He's gambling on the pride of a professional footballer.

Deliberately saying that the last ball didn't count, I guessed that Zatkowski would continue to shoot into the far corner, but this guy's feet were indeed a little accurate.

If it weren't for my quick reaction, I really couldn't say it.

Using his fists instead of his palms is also because he knows that his saving hand is not standard enough, and he is afraid to pounce the ball in.

All in all, the first ball was saved.

Now comes the main event.

"Nice shot, Marko, come again!"

Zatkowski's face was still grim, and he didn't see any regret, he just nodded and put the football next to him in the same position.

The save just now had aroused his competitive spirit.

What to put water and not to release water has been forgotten.

Now all he's thinking about is a special goal.

Magnum also put away his smile and stared intently at the other person's left foot.

Although they were in the same position, this time he didn't know which side the opponent would shoot.

Whistle, second goal.

It's still the same run-up, but this time Zatkowski played a routine, and at the moment when the surface of his foot was about to touch the ball, his ankle suddenly exerted force, and the almighty, who was staring at his kicking action, chuckled in his heart, he was deceived!

This time it's the near angle!

The slightly right-leaning body had no time to retract, and without even making a jump, the ball was cleanly drilled into the net.

This time it was Zatkovsky's turn to laugh, but with his fierce face, it was better not to laugh.

On the third ball, it was the same method, the same position, and the universal who was confused by Zatkowski's footwork could not judge the direction of the ball at all, and could only watch the ball go into the net again.

Score two in a row!

Although the position has not changed, for a free-kick master like Zatkowski, the repetitive penalty kicks have made him feel more and better, and the quality of the shots has become more and more high.

So he decided to wait for the fourth ball to shoot and then change positions and put a little bit of water.

After all, everyone has no grudges, and there is no need to pay for the coach's momentary will.

Before the fourth goal was taken, the voices of the crowd on the sidelines were quiet, and everyone couldn't help but hold their breath, if this goal was scored again, the pressure would be completely on the newcomer's side.

The first ball was lucky, and the last two were exposed.

Everything points to disaster!

Magnum on the goal line patted his twitching cheek with his glove.

He decided to abandon his previous method and stop clinging to the other person's footwork, but leave everything to his intuition.

Only then will he be able to react in the first place.

That's his biggest strength.

The whistle blew again, and Zatkowski, who had been fully activated, did not change positions, and with a relaxed swing of his foot, he once again kicked a very high-quality free throw.

Seammelman, who was standing behind the goal, even had a hunch that if he was standing in front of the goal, he would not be able to stop the goal.

This ball is not only fast, but also deceptive.

It flew through the air for a while, then plunged sharply, slashing in an eerie arc towards the far end of the goal.

This goal is better than the first one!

Time seems to stand still at this moment, only the football is still flying.

There is only one thought in everyone's hearts.

Entered, next.

But the figure in front of the goal didn't give up, the ball was fast, he was faster!

As if a prophet of the future, Magnum took a big step towards the right side of the goal, then kicked hard, and pounced in an irregular posture, and this time he actually stretched out both hands at the same time.

What a confident save you must!

Magnum does have faith because he has a plug-in!

At the moment when the ball came out, he felt light, his whole body was extremely light, and he had a strong sixth sense.

Or the far corner!

The card you drew earlier triggers the effect!

"Butter Hand Commemorative Edition Gloves"!

Super reaction, light body, with superhuman bounce, let his whole person soar into the air, his long arms are light, and he will take the must-score ball into his hand between the light clouds and the breeze!

It's like Gianluigi Buffon, who is in top form, saves a soft shot from a dragon player.

Silky! It's so silky!

The players on the sidelines immediately exploded, and just as they were about to rush into the stadium to celebrate the save of the bullie, the ball, which was still firmly grasped by the almighty in his hand, somehow, came out from between his legs after he landed, and slowly rolled into the goal.

World-class saves and small level mistakes!

The originally excited shouts suddenly turned into laughter.

If this ball is in an official game, it will definitely be full of laughter!

Ten stars in the south.