football's most handsome

Chapter 147

To be honest, Raul really felt guilty at the beginning, especially when he hugged Juan. Although he was confused, he was still very moved because of the friendship between the two of them for many years.

...however, lol.

Now Raul just wants to perform full martial arts, and he is still the young coach of Deportivo. Although he knows that if he really does this, the result may be a suspension and a ticket, but he just wants to do it.

"Juan Andrade Santos Diaz..."

Juan smiled, let go of the person and took two steps back, stretched out his hands and smiled: "?"

"..." Raul really wanted to hit someone, but he held back, took a deep breath and covered his mouth.

"Be careful, I better not let me catch you in Madrid!"

Juan chuckled, joke, he is still afraid of Raul? "Call Morrow and let's go together."

"Aren't you worried about Igor?" The captain of Real Madrid narrowed his eyes when he heard that the other side was about to threaten him personally.

"Not all club captains can suppress the coach, let alone Morrow is not the captain." Juan replied calmly.

"..." Raul opened his mouth.

For so many years, Raul has never been able to speak to Juan, and this time there is no accident...

After realizing that he definitely couldn't beat him, Raul didn't have the slightest intention of fighting. He just turned his head and walked away without even looking at Juan. It was calm, as if he had calmed down, and on the other side, Maniche also stood up, took a deep breath to indicate that he was fine, and the people on both sides gradually dispersed.

According to the situation on the court, the more people gather, the less likely it is to fight. Once the people on both sides gather and Gravesen calms down, things will be under control That's why Juan made it clear to Allen before running over that he must get a red card and a penalty!

A Copa del Rey may be nothing, but it is true that Real Madrid is empty this season.

——The Champions League is hopeless, and the league is almost the same. Now Real Madrid is still No.3, being firmly under the pressure of Deportivo and Barcelona. Now their only hope is to surpass Barcelona.

... Deportivo's score, tsk.

Luxenberg was also very surprised. He never expected Gravesen to make such a move on the court. He was a little stunned for a while, but when he reacted, he sank immediately Lian also ran towards the fourth official, but he stopped after two steps.

His movements are not as fast as Juan Dias, nor as fast as his assistant coach Allen, and not as fast as the referee's raised hand.

So he could only look at the scene over there coldly, and returned to his seat without saying a word, as if he didn't want to pay attention to it, which looked different from the painting style here in La Coruña.

Although Luxenberg doesn't know much about Deportivo, he has at least made some more targeted formations. For example, Woodgate, who is 1.8 meters eight, is specially used to guard Rick, who is 1.8 meters two. Erme, at least he can guarantee his victory in air supremacy.

... But who knew that Gravesen, whom he had placed high hopes on in this game, would end up with such a red card.

This is indeed an accident. After all, it is really rare for a player to suddenly violently hurt someone on the court, but there must be a responsibility that the head coach cannot avoid.

If a player plays well on the pitch, it is due to the proper arrangement of the head coach. If the player does not perform well on the pitch, then it is due to the bad tactics of the head coach. If the player loses control of his emotions on the pitch... that is also the fault of the head coach!

Luxenberg clearly knows what he will face in the future, after all, the position he is sitting in now is extraordinary.

Now he can only quickly arrange how the team should play next before the penalty kick starts.

--damn it.

Why did the game only start for 1 minutes! !

To be honest, no one would have expected such a sudden appearance, but at least now Deportivo has the upper hand.

Juan Belleron is not on the court today, and all the penalty shooters in Deportivo are Juan Riquelme, which no one can deny, and he is also the captain of the game. Standing in front of the goal, he took a deep breath, then squinted his eyes and looked in the direction of the goal.

Casillas stands ready.

Riquelme took a deep breath, took two steps back, and took a shot!

"boom!"

There was a lot of sighs in the Liasso stadium, followed by applause like a tide, for Riquelme's quick and delicate shot, and for Casillas' beautiful save.

"Beautiful!!" Even though he was a fan of Juan and La Coruña, Dean still unconsciously shouted this sentence. "Iker Casillas's save is really beautiful. The football is almost fleeting, but he can accurately capture the trajectory, and then quickly use his own hands to lift the football out of the crossbar! This ball, Riquelme It's not wrong to lose!"

It's not wrong, Juan had already expected that he didn't score this penalty.

Casillas is best at set kicks, and he knows it, so when Riquelme looked over in annoyance, he just gave a thumbs up, indicating that there was no problem.

Of course there is no problem!

There are still opportunities after Deportivo!

After Gravesen left the field, Real Madrid lost control for a while, because Gravesen was the core of the field before. Luxenberg looked at the situation on the field and finally directly assigned Raul as the core of the midfield.

——Raul was immediately dumbfounded.

He is not like Guti. He has already struggled in various positions in the early years. From the beginning of his career to the present, he has only had one position, that is, the center forward. Even a little retreat is the half of the season. This is the case only with Luxembourg.

Now you want him to organize the offense and dispatch of the audience? ?

Isn't this just playing him? ?

Juan looked at the situation over there from a distance, and when he saw the dull expression on Raul's face that was always calm, Juan guessed exactly what Luxemburg's plan was. .

Let Raul come to the core of the midfield?

Let a sharp knife command the battle?

Turn a peerless assassin who can kill with one blow into a general commanding in front of the battle?

Juan shook his head, he could already see Luxenberg's fate.

It seems that he hasn't had any intuitive idea about Real Madrid dismissing three coaches in a row in the first half of the season, and even dared to move Raul's position.

And it is better to let Raul come than Samuel, he is a top central defender, at least for Real Madrid, he is the best in the entire backcourt, but his height is his flaw, want to Marking Riquelme is a bit difficult, but David Silva is still no problem.

There is also Woodgate, although he has to defend Riquelme, but he has not seen him stop a few times, he might as well come to Anan to do things like passing and receiving the ball.

In fact, there is another candidate on the field.

Aveiroa.

The beet-shaped central defender produced by Real Madrid's youth academy, although not very conspicuous, is also a loyal Meilinger, but he is more flexible than Guti. He has no complaints about going out on loan for training. So at the end of the season, he will be put on the negotiating table.

——In any case, no matter who these people are, they are more suitable than Raul.

... Or, Guti is also more suitable for the midfield core position than Raul.

At least he hit the midfielder.

Raul obviously found his friend immediately at such a point in time, so he turned around and grabbed Guti as if grabbing a life-saving straw, and then said something to him urgently, Guti looked at a loss , but then nodded and patted his chest directly as a guarantee.

So when the game started again, there was a scene that made Luxenberg's face even uglier.

Raul didn't listen to him, and retreated further back. Instead, Guti retreated to his own half, and then began to take the ball to organize the attack!

What are the rules? !How can any player not listen to the coach! !

Apparently Luxenberg has been used to the players of other teams obeying their orders. He ignored the particularity of Real Madrid, so when he wanted to force orders like before, he was "surprised" to find that the players were not so easy to command gotta move...

Looking at the chaos in Real Madrid, Juan couldn't help smiling, and then made two gestures to his team.

- hit the sidewalk!

Hit Guti wherever he is!

Guti's defense is notoriously weak, and his steals are also notoriously bad. As long as Deportivo takes aim at him, it will basically be invincible.

As long as Deportivo's advantages are used, Deportivo will definitely be able to penetrate Real Madrid's defense directly!

Not only Luxenberg has a targeted style of play against Deportivo, Juan also has a targeted style of play against Real Madrid, and unlike Luxemborg, a half-baked monk, he is a serious Real Madrid professional for more than ten years !

Originally, he was the core of the midfielder, and he knew the team's configuration very well. Even when Real Madrid was at its peak, their defense was a big problem, and once Zidane and others stopped playing, they would How embarrassing it is for this group of forwards to pile up on the field, let alone the matter of the defenders.

With Makelele, Hierro and others leaving, Elguera and others reduced to substitutes, and young people like Pavon not playing, Real Madrid can't find a reliable defender at all. In this comparison, Although Deportivo said that they are not as strong as them in the superstar lineup, at least they have a defense line that makes Real Madrid greedy...

Deportivo's intention to focus on Guti was not only immediately seen by Luxenberg, but also by the fans on the sidelines of the stadium.

But seeing it doesn't mean that Luxenberg has a solution. After all, he can't make Guti immediately become as strong as a defender, nor can he make him difficult to push down in an instant...

The more he thought about it, the more angry the Brazilian coach wanted to jump up and point at Raul's nose and curse, but he also knew that it was a game, and it was just at the beginning of the game, so there was no need to be so excited, so he took a deep breath and held back. live by yourself.

Although Deportivo's winger is not as strong as the center, it is not difficult to fight. Although Fernando Gago and David Silva are relatively young, their crossing ability is quite good. And they also have an advantage in the penalty area.

Nuno Maniche, don't forget that this man is the champion midfielder of the European Cup. His advantage in the midfield allows both sides to pass directly at a 45° angle without having to go down to achieve the same effect. This makes Real Madrid The defense, which was not very good at first, began to become more difficult-of course, a simple cross from the side is very good to defend, but if the range of the cross is expanded to a 45-degree angle, it will become very difficult to defend.

Due to their own development problems, Fernando Gago and David Silva did not want to develop on the road of the master of the legend, but at least after running out of the gap, they came to pass a few beautiful crosses It is still possible. Riquelme and Aimar in the middle have too much advantage in passing and catching the ball and passing people. Even if the cross is not so accurate, it can still create a great threat!

Casillas started to get busy...

At the beginning, he only needed to make wonderful saves to save the precarious defense, but as time went on, he gradually needed to attack to intercept the opponent's crosses that were close at hand, so as not to cause a turmoil in front of the goal. Shoot from close range.

——It is worth mentioning that one of the few shortcomings of Casillas is that he is not very quick to attack.

Not only the defense often sounded the alarm, but also all kinds of troubles in front of them. Deportivo was almost watching Real Madrid's frontcourt. It was only one person missing, but the whole Real Madrid team felt like Facing a whole piece of finely woven net.

They want to fight back!Want to attack!Want to break through this layer of defense!

But no matter how hard he struggled, it was futile, and even put his own defense line into crisis again and again, and was beaten to the point of collapse.

Finally, under the eager eyes of the Riazor crowd, No. 307 minutes, Salgado made a pass error, Jorge Valente simply stole the ball, and after successfully getting the ball, made a long pass forward , Pablo Aimar quickly split the side after receiving the ball from the front of the penalty area. David Silva stopped the ball for a while, and then made a pass before Samuel returned to the defense!

The football arced into the penalty area and Eder Postiga jumped high in the middle of the penalty area. Despite being surrounded by Aveiroa and Woodgate, the Portuguese striker still grabbed the first place and went straight. A head shake to attack the goal!

This header went directly to the lower right corner of the goal. After flying into the small penalty area, it bounced off the ground. Although Casillas made a save, he still could only watch the football fly into the goal!

"Goooooooooal!! Eder Postiga!! The Portuguese striker opened the scoring, and the total score of Deportivo is 4:2 Real Madrid!! They have three precious away goals in their hands, Real Madrid is in a dangerous situation now! !” As soon as Frank finished yelling this sentence, Dean gasped.

"Postiga is not in the right shape."

There was indeed something wrong. After the shot just now, he ran two steps and fell on the spot. At first, they thought it was a celebration, and even his teammates around him were ready to celebrate together, but He stretched out his hands, asking for outfield support.

???

Juan was taken aback, and immediately got up again to check the situation again at any time. A group of people had already surrounded him, and he couldn't even see what was going on inside. The referee's reaction was faster this time. He lowered his head and looked. Then he made a gesture to the home coach's bench.

Seeing this gesture, Juan immediately sank his face, then turned his head: "Team doctor!"

When La Coruña rushed out with a stretcher, Juan frowned. He was obviously fine at the beginning, but why did he suddenly get hurt?

When the team doctors came out, Deportivo's rehabilitation teacher gently pulled Juan's arm: "Juan, don't be angry with Postiga, he didn't deliberately hide it from you."

"..." Juan was taken aback, "What do you mean?"

"He was injured at the beginning of the season, so it's not that he didn't train seriously, but he didn't tell you because he was afraid of affecting the schedule... He also wanted us to keep it from anyone, so..."

"He told you not to talk about it?" Juan took a deep breath, "Who has the final say in A Coruña, him?"

"I'm sorry." The rehabilitation therapist lowered his head.

Juan stopped talking, because Postiga was injured and he had to be substituted immediately, but when he looked back, everyone on the bench looked at him with glare, and everyone wanted to play.

Juan's eyes wandered around the bench, and he pointed at Quaresma directly: "It's too late, run more on the court, it's time to warm up."

Quaresma nodded and stood up immediately. Allen had already gone to report the substitution to the fourth official. When Postiga moved down the field, a substitution sign was displayed on the sidelines.

On the 12th, Elder Postiga retired from injury, and on the 15th, Ricardo Quaresma came off the bench!

When he saw that it was Quaresma, Postiga moved a little bit, but he still didn't say anything, just covered his eyes.

To be honest, he doesn't dare to look at Juan's expression now, nor does he dare to look at the eyes of the fans around him. Covering his eyes can at least escape reality for a while.

However, he soon heard applause from fans in all directions. At this moment, the stretcher also stopped. He thought he had already entered the player tunnel, but just as he put down his hand, it turned out to be facing Juan. The cold eyes.

Judging by that expression, it was obvious that he knew something.

Postiga didn't say a word, just looked at him like this, with tears in his eyes, unwillingness and some unspeakable things, Juan felt a little soft-hearted when he saw it, he sighed softly, reached out and rubbed Rubbing his head, bending down to kiss his forehead.

"no next time."

Postiga was pushed into the player channel, and now he has to go for further inspections, so that Juan can know whether he is serious or not, and he has to consider one very important thing——

Since the rehabilitation therapist already knew about it, he must be helping him with recovery training.

So after half the season, the team doctor has no reason not to know.

Then why does he always say there is no problem when he routinely asks the team doctor about the physical condition of the whole team every week?

If Postiga had some injuries from the beginning, if not treated in time, it is very likely that the root cause of the disease will be caused, and even ruin his own football career. Postiga is not a professional and he can understand, but team doctors and rehabilitation How could the teacher just watch him ruin his body and talent like this?

The game has been going on for 10 minutes, but there should be stoppage time after that, so Juan is not in a hurry at all, he has to sort out what is going on now.

Deportivo still continued their style of play. Quaresma ran very conscientiously on the court, and his passing was much better than Postiga.

Now Juan thinks about it carefully, is it because of his own injury that Postiga is very unconfident in himself, so he feels even more insecure in passing and receiving the ball, which caused the "receiving the ball-not passing the ball" ——No one passes the ball to him—more desperately for the ball—receiving the ball—not passing the ball” vicious circle.

Juan doesn't know what he should say now, but he knows that if he doesn't talk to Postiga properly at this time, there may be someone whose football career will be ruined in the future.

The game entered 3 minutes of stoppage time. Juan looked at the situation on the field, turned around and walked into the player channel. He wanted to see what happened to Postiga.

Deportivo's home infirmary is quite spacious, but it is crowded with several team doctors, plus its own medical equipment, it is not enough at once. Juan frowned and saw that everyone looked very busy. Open the mouth: "Come out and explain the situation to me."

The originally crowded environment immediately felt like the mute button had been pressed. Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, and no one dared to speak. In the end, the head of the team doctor sighed softly and stood up: "Let's go out and talk."

"Why, what's so shameful?" Juan looked back at him very calmly, with faint blue flames burning in his eyes. "You want to hide something from me again, huh?"

"..." The team doctors looked at each other without speaking.

"If everyone thinks that I am too young to expire, then I can only announce here, yes, I am not very old, and I am not as intimidating as those old coaches who have been famous for a long time, but at least I am this Coach of Deportivo, I have the right to know what my players are really like!"

Juan let out a sigh of relief and raised his eyebrows: "So, is someone explaining to me now?"

The team medical director was silent for a while, and opened his mouth with difficulty: "...It was only a minor injury before, and all of us believed that this injury would not affect the game, and no matter what, at least with the help of the rehabilitation specialist, Postiga is also on the road. It's getting better day by day, but every time he plays, his condition will come and go, and the back and forth is not complete, so it broke out completely today..."

"..." Juan's heart didn't fluctuate at this moment, and he even wanted to laugh a little.

When can a player's condition and ability to play be determined by the team doctor?

Could it be his fault for letting Postiga play?

"So you keep it from me and treat me as a fool?" Juan showed a strange smile, "I don't know what you guys think, but I think that maybe the team doctors and rehabilitators present need a copy. A new professional contract."

Everyone started to commotion, and they looked at each other. Although some people were very unconvinced, after all, professional doctors like them might become very popular no matter what team they went to as team doctors, but at the same time, most of them were also very rational.

Originally, this matter was that they did something wrong. They deceived the coach together with the players. Once such a thing happened, how could any team dare to hire them?

Generally speaking, the normal approach should be for the team doctor to immediately report the player's problem, and then the head coach carefully arranges the player's playing time and recovery status. Now Postiga does not know how serious the injury is, but Juan's heart is already raging with anger combustion.

"Now, I need someone to explain to me."

"...Postiga suffered a rupture of the plantar fascia of his right foot. The injury will be sent to the hospital for further examination, but it is preliminarily determined that Postiga will miss the game for 3 to 4 weeks." The supervisor lowered his head and said softly, " Juan, we are not..."

"Let's talk about these things later." Juan waved his hand.

What he said is actually very useful in Deportivo, but some people forgot for a while that Juan is not just the coach of Deportivo.

He is at least the second largest shareholder behind Deportivo.

At least in terms of personnel decisions, he still has a large degree of say.

But Juan doesn't want to listen to these people now: "Is the emergency treatment over? I want to talk to Postiga alone."

Hearing what he said, the team doctors quickened their movements, and then retreated quickly. The infirmary, which was very crowded just now, was now only Juan and Postiga lying on the bed.

Postiga didn't say anything, he looked at his nose, his nose, his heart, and looked like he didn't want to talk. Juan couldn't help but sighed: "Why didn't you tell me?"

Postiga didn't speak. Juan tilted his head and looked at his current situation, and said slowly: "59 games, you played 27 games, and 16 of them started...Now I think this game is still a bit too much. too much."

The person on the bed trembled for a while, and finally couldn't help but raised his eyes to look at him, and said viciously: "It doesn't matter, anyway, you're going to list me after the season is over, aren't you?"

Juan wanted to sigh even more.

To be honest, even now he has not grasped what this person is thinking, why can those two mature bosses see that he is acting like a baby?

"What's the sign? Did you earn back your medical expenses and you want to leave?" Juan was just saying something casually, but the glasses of the person in front of him lit up in an instant: "You won't sell me? You won't drive me away ?”

"What do you mean driving you away? Didn't you say you wanted to leave at the beginning?" Juan raised his eyebrows, "Jorge specifically told me to give you more playing time a week ago."

"That, that is..." Postiga opened his mouth, a little speechless.

"Act like a baby?" Juan swore that he really just blurted out without thinking, and he didn't think in that direction at all, but Postiga froze in front of him, and then his whole face burst into red!

"..."

The young coach of Deportivo began to seriously reflect on his emotional intelligence problem, and why he didn't ask Jorge about the specific situation at that time.

Why do the boys in Portugal act differently? Can they be less routine and more sincere?If you want to act like a baby, just be generous, what's so awkward? !

Just look at Cristiano!

Acting like a baby is cute, cute and generous. At first glance, she is so frank that she almost writes the words "I'm acting like a baby" all over her face. Why are you so awkward? !

Juan didn't know that there was a word called... Tsundere.

There is another word called violent...

Well, anyway, Juan is sure now that his children are making trouble, so he sighed and rubbed his head: "Forget it, then you can take care of your wounds."

Just as Juan was about to get up and leave, he heard Postiga say something behind him: "I didn't mean to..."

Juan knew what he was talking about, and was just about to speak, but the man continued: "I was wounded when I came here, but I don't want to be said to be related to you, and I don't want to be said that I am your compatriot It just takes up a precious position, so I beg everyone to hide it from me, and at the end of the season, I will try my best to repay your favor... At least I will rectify my name, I am not a parallel importer."

"Don't blame them, I forced them, everything is my fault... After the injury recovers, I will continue to work hard to score goals and play, and try to sell myself for a good price."

Juan's heart trembled, along with Postiga's voice.

He never felt for a moment that the young man behind him was just a child.

There is a certain degree of childlike innocence in these footballers, but some are very candid, some are more awkward, that's all, but the sincerity of the heart is real.

So he sighed, couldn't bear to turn his head back, and hugged him.

"Don't mention any good prices... Take care of your injuries, you are only 23 years old, and there is still a long time to come."

"Really?"

"Yes, really."

"Did I cause you trouble...?"

"Correct."

"..."

"Stop thinking about it, act like a tough guy!" Juan patted his thigh, and Postiga almost jumped up in fright. "If you do something wrong, you must have the determination to bear the consequences. Are you ready?"

"All right!"

"Okay, then first you have to heal your injury, we'll talk about the rest later."

"Oh!!"

After giving Postiga a bloodbath, Juan came out. He checked the time and it was just right. It was almost when the players had rested in the locker room. He was just about to leave, and everything around him was ignored by him. Ai Ai, the team doctors, came forward every now and then.

"That, Mr. Dias..."

They don't dare to call him "Juan" now, for fear that he is still angry at the moment, what should he do if he is directly provoked?

Juan raised his head and glanced at everyone around him. They couldn't help lowering their heads. Juan sighed softly in his heart, and calmly nodded at the head of the team doctor: "Postiga will trouble you."

When he left, he could hear the people behind him sighing in relief, and then discussing with each other excitedly in low voices, the kind of life after the catastrophe made him laugh wryly.

What is this all about...

Juan opened the door of the dressing room casually, and found that there was silence inside, which was different from usual. After closing the door, he raised his eyebrows in surprise: "What's wrong, so quiet?"

No one answered him, but everyone's eyes turned to Allen's direction, and Juan could only look at his assistant.

Allen coughed lightly, and said with some difficulty: "Real Madrid scored a goal..."

Juan nodded: "Then?"

He didn't think that Real Madrid would not score in this game. After all, Raúl, Figo and Ronaldo are all on the court. The whole La Liga knows how luxurious Real Madrid's offensive line is. Deportivo has such a set of semi-main players. It is not unexpected for the lineup to fight against others, and to be scored.

"Then...they entered two..." After Allen finished speaking, he hardly dared to look up.

With 9 minutes left before the end of the first half plus stoppage time, Juan left the field, and during these 9 minutes, Real Madrid started attacking like they ate something unclean , Without Juan's timely dispatch on the side of the court, he was caught off guard all of a sudden.

Juan frowned: "Specifically?"

"Specifically, Guti suddenly exploded after you left the field, and made several wonderful passes in a row. Under the cover of Samuel and Woodgate, a direct cross was made. Ronaldo shot from a long distance. I didn't respond..."

When he said this, Diego Lopez's head hung down, looking very frustrated. Juan glanced at the young general and rubbed his head: "It's okay, you did a good job. What about the second one?" ?”

"The second one is Guti. He received Beckham's long pass in the frontcourt, and then passed it to Raul. Raul split it to Figo, and Figo shot..." Allen sighed softly. In a low voice, "At that time Raul was already close at hand, who knew that he would actually part ways?"

Juan nodded: "It's really difficult for Raul to split sides, but people change, don't they? We performed very well in the first half, but we were affected by the superstar's personal ability on the opposite side. In the second half It’s time for us to get it back.”

Now the total score between Deportivo and Real Madrid is 4:4, but Deportivo has three away goals and Real Madrid only has two. If this score is maintained to the end, Deportivo will still win, but Juan wasn't going to do nothing in the second half.