Reborn on Top of Football Chapter 182

This young and old are all "special characters" in the national team. The old one has a good reputation in the world, and he is about to leave. No one wants to mess with him. Is it small, the only Chinese player to win the World Series, this time sacrificed the professional league to help the national team. Although not willing to invite the Football Association, Milu invited it, as long as Milu is still the national team coach, Wang Ai is even a guest of the Football Association. Coupled with Wang Ai's notoriety, no one wants to mess with it.

Seeing that Milu blatantly tossed the members of the national team aside and gave a spatula to a spatula. Everyone felt a toothache at the scene. You can say that Milu was not doing business, but he has always been such a person, and who said that Wang Ai Are you from the national team? Not now, isn't it? Is this Milu's future for the Chinese team?

Therefore, the leaders of the Football Association had to turn a blind eye, regardless of whether they were young or old, and continued to play their own.

Wang Ai has never been to a football class since he was a child. Gao Hongbo and Tu Gengen 's Xu Genbao both asked Wang Ai to do his job as an offensive player and did not ask him to defend. This is the first time someone has taught the pedantic king how to play, so Wang Ai feels very fresh. When the two kicked tiredly, they stood, sat, drank, and talked. When they got slower, they continued to play.

Milu was very knowledgeable and mainly explained to Wang Ai how a defensive player should choose a position. The difference is that the offensive player should try to avoid the opponent, while the defensive player should try to stay close to the opponent. You can scare your opponent with fierce eyes, but you can't just use your eyes to defend. You can't stop the opponent's breakthrough, but you can't make the opponent happy.

One afternoon they talked and talked. The national team also played all afternoon before leaving. At 5:30 in the afternoon, the national team packed up and began formal training, mainly to restore physical fitness. It ended in half an hour, and then ate. After dinner, the international footballers hanged out for more than an hour, at 8 o'clock the Football Association held a mobilization meeting for everyone. After the meeting was over, the football team went to a press conference and announced that they might play a warm-up match with Nigeria. The internationals returned to the room to rest, and Wang Ai came to the football field again.

At this time Milu was also there. He simply didn't go to the press conference, and it had nothing to do with him anyway. In the afternoon, Lao Mi played for several hours. People in their fifties were tired, their sore waist and legs hurt, so they said nothing at the moment and just moved their mouths on the sidelines.

As usual, Wang Ai ran the circle first, running with the ball, running in four steps. In short, some of the international players who couldn't sleep just glanced on the windowsill of the hotel, but they did n't think that Yang Chen said meaning. After running for more than half an hour, Wang Ai felt almost before he started practicing. Or practice dribbling first, then practice shooting.

Lao Mi watched nothing, chatted with Wang Ai occasionally, or fed the ball. I have been in China for more than two years. I usually struggle to communicate with people due to language problems. Don't think that it is comfortable to have a translation. It is uncomfortable to speak one sentence at a time. Because both of them have personalities and their football concepts are relatively close, Milu feels the most pleasant exchange with Wang Ai.

This time, because Wang Ai came first, he brought in Sun Yi, but later in the Football Association, no one knew who the **** was. The Football Association thought it was the Hongta Base, and the Hongta Base thought it was the Football Association Yes, no matter how much Sun Yi eats and drinks all day, no one finds it. Now he was acting as a goalkeeper, anyway, Wang Ai and Milu did not understand the content of the chat. After going to Germany for more than half a year, German is almost there, but English is not a word.

Milu stood on the side of the field holding a cigarette, watching Wang Ai's precise shot running around, and half-turned his head to think about his mind. He was in his fifties. He was not yet at his retirement age. Think about it, many national teams are looking for him. Counting the Chinese team, he has led five different teams into the World Cup. This record is unprecedented. From the perspective of the World Cup, Milu is also a living legend. However, Milu felt that his trip to China seemed to have consumed a lot of his passion for football art and football, and it seems difficult to devote himself to it in the future.

It was a difficult time to live in a difficult sea. In a country with a large population like China, leading a team of great national interest to realize their dreams, which national team in the world is more fulfilled than this time? Capture the World Cup?

Milu shook his head and smiled at his delusional wish. He was not good at dealing with complex interpersonal relationships, and to win the World Cup must be a world strong team. The interpersonal relationships of the world's best teams are not simple. They are still accustomed to relying on their huge fame in the marginal teams of the World Cup.

"Bora, what do you think?" Wang Ai stood panting in front of Milu, drinking the water while watching the old man curiously.

"Wang, what do you say about me in the future?" Milu exhaled a thick tobacco mist.

Wang Ai leaned back and went to Milu's upper hand: "The longer the time, the higher the evaluation of you. We Chinese football will find that you are still amazing, even if most people do not know how you are magical."

Milu smiled: "Magic must have mystery, otherwise it won't be magic if you understand everything. Do you understand?"

Wang Ai shrugged: "Probably."

"Tell me!" Milu said with interest: "I know that you are rich and you are excellent. In the future, the country's football landscape will definitely have your share, and your evaluation is likely to affect What the whole country thinks of me. "

"I'm still young. It may change in the future." Wang Ai said with a smile.

Milu shook his head: "I will write your evaluation today in the diary."

"Okay," Wang Ai smiled, "I think your best is your mind."

"What you do best is your ability to think and your keen observation. You can lead five different teams to the World Cup because you have never solved anything in the team that takes ten or eight years to improve. No one gives you this long. So you focus on solving the problem of how to maximize your power under the existing conditions. Winning with a bad card is your best thing, not how to draw a good card. In other words, your coaching idea is very utilitarian and you can win long live. But this is also the characteristics of professional football. After you arrived in China, you discovered the problems of Chinese football very early. So you put forward the concept of 'happy football' . In fact, this concept is nothing great, it is nothing more than ignoring the victory and defeat, focusing on the game. Even this theory does not have any broad adaptability. But the problem lies here. "

Speaking of which, Wang Ai sighed: "Our Chinese players have a heavy burden of thought. Usually we are okay when we lose the ball, and we are distracted. What 's more terrible is that because we are all too similar, once we have a psychological problem, we It is almost a large area at the same stage and at the same time, even if the time is not very synchronized, so if one person is messed up, the whole team is messed up. Hey! "

"What's the reason?" Milu curiously said.

"There are many reasons!" Wang Ai said: "For example, after the game, there will always be criticisms of players who make mistakes, causing players to be very afraid of mistakes, and once the mistakes occur, they will always slip, it is the leader scolded, after the mistake, I flickered The brain is buzzing. Whether it is a big name or a new player, growing up in such an environment, a long-term psychological suggestion. No matter how unscrupulous they seem on the surface, the psychology is the same, afraid of losing, even more afraid of their mistakes. But in the final analysis , The most terrible thing is not this, but ... "

Speaking of this, Wang Ai was a little bitter, thinking for a long time and suddenly slap: "Bora, there is an American movie, you made it a few years ago, did you watch it? It is called" Redemption of Shawshank "?"

Milu spit his head into the bright starry sky of Kunming and exhaled smoke: "Institutionalization."

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