The first tumor in football

Chapter 5 You go to the left, I will teach you how to play as a striker

Since Lippi took office, he has begun to boldly use more young players.

But under this purpose, Zheng Zhi, who is already 36 years old, has become Lippi's most unwavering choice.

Zheng Zhi is indeed good in terms of technology, but Lippi values ​​his rich experience more.

At the moment of jumping for a header, if there is an obvious collision or pushing action with the hands from behind, it is easy to be penalized for a foul.

However, if Song Wenxian cannot create space, Zheng Zhi will have no way to compete for the header.

So when Zheng Zhi saw Song Wen's body leaning back slightly, he chose to use his greatest force to push Song Wen away while both sides were still on the ground. In this situation, even if there were some small movements with his hands, it would be difficult for the referee to notice.

However, just as the two bodies were about to touch, Zheng Zhi keenly noticed that the opponent's left foot was slightly lifted up.

Just this small action made Zheng Zhi's eyelids twitch instantly!
When you are stationary and know that you are about to face an impact, your first reaction must be to nail your feet firmly to the ground to increase friction.

Song Wen leaned back slightly, obviously because he saw himself coming, but he chose to move at this time!
"I was tricked by this kid!"

This thought flashed through Zheng Zhi's mind, but he could no longer stop his steps!
The distance between the two sides at this time was almost touching.

Zheng Zhi could even clearly see the smile on the other person's mouth while moving.

The ball has started to fall, and it is now at a height that can be reached over the head if one stops and jumps with all one’s strength!
But Zheng Zhi's body has lost balance!
"Oh! This ball! Zheng Zhi was actually fooled by the opponent! A very clever turn!"

Along with Zhan Jun's exclamation, in the live broadcast, Song Wen's left shoulder sank, and then he turned sideways, allowing Zheng Zhi to rush over almost brushing the corner of his clothes.

Seeing that the ball was about to fall, Zheng Zhi had to forcibly release the force to stabilize his body, and then jumped suddenly!
The ball almost brushed past Zheng Zhi's hair!

Zheng Zhi's rich experience made him have almost no hesitation. While he was still in the air, his hand had already reached back to grab!

The ball cannot be allowed to pass the opponent, otherwise it will be very dangerous. He made the first judgment and decided to commit a tactical foul.

Zheng Zhi grabbed Song Wen's clothes in mid-air and pulled them hard!
Realizing the imbalance in his body's center of gravity, Song Wen couldn't help but frown.

The innate conditions of this body are indeed too poor.

But soon, he found that even though his body was pulled backward by Zheng Zhi, his balance did not seem to be disturbed too much.

This may be due to the flexibility of the sea cucumber players' abilities, or it may be due to the protection of the emperor.

No matter what the reason was, looking at the ball about to fall in front of him, Song Wen was very sure that he could pass the ball and send it to where he wanted it to go!

The ball in the air had not even landed on the ground, but Song Wen, who was leaning back, had already raised his foot and passed the ball without stopping!
The ball flew high up, and Zhan Jun said in the live broadcast room: "Zheng Zhi is still very experienced, this really requires a tactical foul."

However, until he finished speaking, the referee's whistle still did not sound!
In fact, the moment Song Wen kicked the ball, the referee's whistle was already at his lips.

But just as he was about to blow the whistle, he discovered that the quality of this kick seemed to be exceptionally high!
The ball did not fly straight into the sky as expected, but instead flew in a graceful arc, rapidly towards the right rear of the Chinese national team's defense line!
Obviously, Song Wen's pass did not seem to be affected by his body imbalance!
And this is a long pass with extremely high danger!
Once Ipswich striker McGoldrick on the left gets the ball, it will directly lead to a one-on-one opportunity!
In line with the principle of offensive advantage, the referee did not choose to blow the whistle to stop the game after a slight hesitation.

This beautiful arc ball directly made the hearts of the fans at the scene flutter.

McGoldrick looked at the ball flying in the air and was stunned for a moment. Then he took a step forward and rushed forward.

Song Wen's pass not only almost fooled the referee, but also fooled his own forward.

But the good news is that the Chinese national team defender Feng Xiaoting who was marking him was also deceived!
This instantly created a half-body distance between McGoldrick and Feng Xiaoting.

Seeing that the front was about to reach the restricted area, Feng Xiaoting knew that he had no way to catch up with the opponent, so he could only choose to reach out and pull! But McGoldrick was obviously not affected at all, he just swung his arm and directly waved Feng Xiaoting's hand away!

The 30-year-old McGoldrick has been in the Championship for countless years. With the improvement of players' training and medical levels, 30 is actually the golden age for players, with abundant physical fitness, rich experience and solid skills.

Not only that, McGoldrick also possesses the most precious bloodline in the world - black bloodline.

This kind of precious bloodline is the god in politics in an ugly country and the god on the football field in Europe.

"Ah! Feng Xiaoting! He tried to reach out to stop McGoldrick! But failed! This ball is very dangerous——"

Zhan Jun's heart rose to his throat, but he soon breathed a sigh of relief.

"Oh! A mistake in stopping the ball! The ball was sent directly into Yan Junling's hands! No threat! Song Wen's pass seemed to be given a little too early, making McGoldrick's stop of the ball very reluctant, almost stretching out his entire foot!"

Hearing Zhan Jun's words, Fan Zhiyi shook his head and said uncertainly:

"I think that the striker was a little slow in running for this ball."

However, no one in the live broadcast room cared about what Fan Zhiyi was saying. After the thrilling moment, the fans started celebrating.

[Damn, I almost got beaten by that guy. ]

[Is it a hit? Didn’t you just say that this pass was beautiful? ]

[It's definitely going to be a blast. You let this guy pass the ball while standing still. If he can pass a ball like this, I'll just eat it!]

[Those who say it's not a slap shot probably only saw football fields on TV, right? That kid almost fell to the ground. How could he kick a pass like that? Go kick the ball yourself and you'll know.]

Song Wen didn't know that his exquisite pass turned out to be a blast. At this moment, he was helplessly looking at McGoldrick who was walking towards him with his hands spread out.

"What a pity Song, it was just a little short."

Feeling Song Wen's gaze, McGoldrick explained indifferently.

"You shouldn't be unable to catch the ball," Song Wen thought for a moment and added, "Even if you started a little slowly, with your speed, the ball should have landed right at your feet."

McGoldrick was a little embarrassed by Song Wen's blunt words, but he was too embarrassed to admit that he didn't take this game seriously and didn't do much warm-up before the game. He could only smile and say:

"Oh come on Song, it's just a friendly match, do you want me to fight with all my strength?"

Looking at the other party's indifferent attitude, Song Wen smiled.

Sometimes noble blood comes at the cost of inferior brains.

After starting a few games at the beginning of this season, McGoldrick failed to score and has been sitting next to the water dispenser for a while.

Although this is a friendly match, everyone understands that the so-called commercial nature is something the big boss considers. Now that the team’s record is not good, this game will still serve as a reference for the coaching staff who are seeking change to consider the players.

Seeing that the other party was curling his thick lips to express his helplessness, Song Wen directly said:
"It seems like there's a reason why you went from starting to being a substitute for five consecutive games, and now you can only play in friendly matches."

Hearing Song Wen's words, McGoldrick's dark skin flushed. Just as he was about to speak, he was interrupted by Song Wen.

"Go to the left wing, and I'll teach you how to play as a striker."

(End of this chapter)