Don't procrastinate! Fast!!! "
Pimienta urged loudly.
Su Chen reacted and hurried to join the warm-up.
Herrad and Pimienta both looked at the warm-up crowd and their brows never stretched.
The pressure on two people is enormous.
Athletic Barcelona cannot be promoted from La Liga in the league rules because of Team B.
But a five-game losing streak put the team in the relegation zone.
The match against Real Madrid Castile right away is the final round of La Liga.
The team that won the match was successfully relegated and the team that lost the match was relegated.
Relegation is something the club will never allow, so the top command directly ordered that once they are demoted, the two of them will have to get out.
For both Gerard and Pimienta, the match against Real Madrid Castile must be won both from a derby point of view and a relegation standpoint.
"Is the group still starting against the bench?"
Pimienta saw that the warm-up was coming to an end and asked Hrade.
Herrad shook his head, "Disrupt the lineup confrontation! The starting lineup of the match is based on the performance of the match! "
Pimienta was very efficient, and the team was already separated after the players warmed up.
"Traore, Lorone, Puić, Su Chen, Araujo… You are the red team, the rest is the yellow team! "
After the grouping is over.
Herrad stepped forward and said: "Everyone put out your full strength, and those who perform well will enter the starting list against Real Madrid Castia!" "
"If you don't perform well, I don't care who you are, don't say sit on the bench, don't want to enter the big list!"
As soon as these words came out, all the team members, especially the previous stable starters, became serious one by one.
Pressure and motivation!
Competitive induction is also a must for a thriving team!
"Beep!"
The two sides took the vests and put them on, and with the whistle of Pimienta, the confrontation officially began.
First of all, the yellow team's ball.
After kick-off, the Yellow Team began to pass mode.
Club Barcelona as a representative of beautiful football.
Starting with Cruyff, passing Rijkaard, Pep Guardiola, Vilanova, and now Enrique.
With generations of coaches' football philosophies infused, passing control has long been ingrained in the club's teams at all levels.
Full attack and full defense, through continuous passing, pull the opponent's defense line, squeeze the opponent's space, and look at the gap to suddenly launch a fatal blow.
In the words of the fans, it is to pass the ball into the goal.
From the point of view, the control of the game, the oppressive force, Barcelona's passing control system has long been in full swing.
...
Don't look at it as a team-to-team match.
The pace itself is very fast, coupled with the pressure of competing starts, the competition is more intense than the Yan Super League.
The ball changes hands back and forth.
The soccer ball rolls back and forth on the lawn, one forward, one backward.
Opening ten minutes.
Su Chen did not touch the football.
The reason is also simple.
Many players actually don't trust Su Chen at all.
Puić, the only one who trusts Su Chen, as the main force of the team, is naturally guarded deeply and has no chance to pass Su Chen.
Although he did not touch the ball, Su Chen felt the help that God's perspective brought to him.
All the players' positions, running, were crystal clear in his mind.
The most important thing is that he can find loopholes in the defensive line through God's point of view, and his own players are out of place.
Without a chance to get the ball, he simply began to help defend.
Through God's perspective, he can always appear in the hole in the defensive line, jam the position, and let the yellow team lose the opportunity to attack.
And it all fell into the eyes of Herrad and Pimienta on the sidelines.
"How did Sue's sense of position get so strong?" He always has the right place to be! "
Pimienta was pleasantly surprised, and then looked at Herrad in doubt, "Isn't Yanguo football very bad?" "
"Su went to Yanguo and became so powerful when he came back?"
Herrad grinned.
"Maybe it was a sudden enlightenment!"
Compared with Yanguo football, which can make people improve rapidly, he believes that Su Chen is enlightened by himself!
Otherwise, Yanguo football is so powerful, how can it not even play those small national fish belly.
...
As the game continues.
The main centre-back of the future Barcelona, Araujo who eats Rudiger raw.
Through his own ferocious steal, he snatched the ball from the feet of the yellow team whose attack was not smooth.
The yellow team, who lost the ball, immediately began to fight back on the spot, while blocking Araujo's passing route
Puig was instantly surrounded by Yellow Team players.
"Here!!"
Araujo, who had been slow to find a passing route, heard Su Chen's voice.
Su Chen's previous strength in the team was not strong.
Coupled with the fact that he has always been a substitute, the Yellow players did not take him seriously at all.
There are almost no defensive players around.
Araujo saw that it was Su Chen who wanted the ball, and he was a little disappointed.
But looking at the yellow players rushing towards them, the return pass is likely to be mistaken.
No way!
He could only quickly give the ball to Su Chen.
The soccer ball rolled towards Su Chen.
Su Chen stopped the ball and turned around, in one go.
The moment of turning.
Several passing routes appeared in front of his eyes.
Yellow, green, red!
The colors are different, but they are all accompanied by success rate indices, as if they have been carefully calculated.
As he dribbles the ball route changes as well.
Full pass attribute brings passing route assist??
Doubts in my heart and excitement at the same time.
Suddenly!
A red route, a success rate of 98 appears.
Su Chen's eyes lit up, and he resolutely got up and rubbed his feet the bottom of the football.
The ball follows the red route and flies towards the yellow team's backcourt.
The flight path is like a rainbow drawn over the pitch.
Crossing the Yellow midfield defence, it fell between the left goal of the Yellow Team penalty area and the Yellow defender.
Red striker Traore magically appeared.
After receiving the ball, there was no adjustment, and the shot was decisive.
The Yellow Team goalkeeper flew in panic, but was one step too late.
Swish!
The ball falls into the net.
1:0
The red team leads.
"Sue!!!"
After the goal, the muscle monster Traore roared and picked up Su Chen.
"Your pass is amazing, I've never received such a comfortable pass!"
"I don't have to adjust my shot at all! So cool! "
The red teammates rushed to Su Chen.
Araujo grabbed Su Chen's clothes in surprise, "Sue, did you find out that Traore started before you passed the ball?" "
Found?
I didn't see him at all!
Su Chen was slanderous in his heart, but he couldn't tell him that he had hanging, so he had to nod shyly.
Sidelines.
Pimienta was amazed, "This… This ball is beautiful…"
His first reaction was that Su Chen was confused.
The main Su Chen's original performance is not bad, but it can only be said to be average.
Such a beautiful pass, except for the ignorance can hardly find any other reasonable explanation.
Herrad's brow furrowed.
One look at Pimienta and almost cursed the street!
Can this ball be blindfolded?
It's a coach of a little level who can see it!
"Pass more to Sue!"