Nine and a half

Chapter 213 Mentor Enrique? (National Football Team Story, Daily Transition)

The red ocean continues to churn.

There was only one voice left at Sydney Stadium.

Tens of thousands of fans shouted the same name.

"Gao Qi!!!"

Some of the audience members were in tears as they watched the goal replay on the LED screen in mid-air.

From the start of the game until before the goal was scored, the Chinese team was in a dilemma with a gap in overall strength and was at a disadvantage in many areas. They were attacked without any ability to fight back. However, someone stood up like a ray of light piercing the darkness and broke through the Japanese team's goal in the most calm manner.

How many years of waiting.

Chinese football has been waiting for a savior!

Gao Qi endured the pain of his ankle twisting when he turned around, and pretended nothing had happened as he rushed to the corner flag area, facing the stands, pulled up the team logo on the chest of his jersey, and bent down to kiss it.

Snapped!
clap clap clap!
Thunderous applause broke out from all directions and lasted for a long time.

The far east.

The Chinese fans in front of the TV couldn't help but applaud.

Some people are exhausted.

Some people are anxious and worried all day long.

Some people are traveling day and night.

But at this moment, smiles appeared on their faces and they briefly forgot the pain.

The commentary after the goal seemed to moisten the soul like rain: "This world is not always so cold and cruel. The Chinese team saw the dawn of victory in the face of adversity."

“The moon waxes and wanes, the river has its other side, and everything in life has its turnaround. When we taste the bitterness, please believe that the sweetness will last for a long time.”

Sydney Stadium.

Perrin was so happy that he almost fainted.

Translator Zhao tried hard to imitate his expression and exclaimed: "How did he do it? How did Gao Qi do it? Why is he so good? Oh! The best choice I have made in my life is to coach the Chinese team!"

Assistant Coach Li ran all the way along the boundary line with a crazy look on his face.

This goal meant more than just a lead.

It also proves that Gao Qi has the ability to fight tough battles in the national team!

A world-class player.

A world-class goal.

The other side.

The teaching assistants were howling in their daily lives.

He kept repeating "Gao Sang, Gao Sang" in his mouth.
"I can't analyze Gao-san's strength any further."

"Damn it, are you giving up just like that? Cheer up, what is our goal before the game? Gaosang is our best whetstone before the 2018 World Cup! We must cherish this game."

"We must constantly reflect and summarize this goal!"

"And there's plenty of time. We can win!"

Far away Manchester.

Morata calmed down and asked in confusion: "Why can't your usual passes inspire Gao's imagination?"

De Bruyne blushed and replied: "Because the quality of my passes is very stable, I will try to make Gao You shoot in the most comfortable way without having to make too many extra movements."

Anyway.

Seeing Gao Qi's side taking the lead, the two were genuinely happy.

The game restarted in the middle circle.

The players who are lagging behind are more motivated.

There was a raging fire in his eyes as he looked at Gao Qi.

Keisuke Honda adjusted his breathing: Defeating Takasang is the destiny of our generation!
Snapped!
The kickoff was passed back to Hasebe Makoto.

"A moment."

"Five Japanese players advanced at high speed."

"Hit from behind."

"Perrin's adjustments were very targeted. After taking the lead, he did not continue to press high up the pitch. His lowered defense line just happened to prevent the Japanese team's fast break."

"This may be the second tip Luis Enrique gave him." "Pressure from the high post at the start, and play low defense after taking the lead."

The Chinese team quickly built two lines of defense.

The overall formation sank slightly.

The distance between the two lines shrinks.

Players in every area adjusted their body orientation, ready to fight for points and resolve the Japanese team's long passes and quick attacks.

pity.

The overall changes and position rotations are always one step slower than the opponent.

"Hey?"

"Honda Keisuke sprinted two meters and suddenly ran back?"

"Please pick up."

"Lure out a Chinese player and make him lose his position. Didn't succeed?"

"Little wall-bump."

"The ball is back at Hasebe Makoto's feet."

"During these few seconds, the other four Japanese players who were advancing at high speed did not stop and expanded the width of the attack."

"Hasebe Makoto, get ready to kick the ball."

"Just grasp this timeline!"

"What's going on? Can't play the ball?"

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The pace suddenly slowed down.

The Japanese players who were advancing at high speed slowed down their pace.

Honda Keisuke pointed to his own half, and Hasebe Makoto had to pass the ball back to his own defender.
Studio.
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[What happened? Didn't Xiao Rizi want to kick off a fast break? What happened to Honda Keisuke's sudden back-running and hitting the wall? Why did he fall back in the end? ]
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[It's so funny. Xiao Rizi's opening kill can crush the European powerhouses, but it's useless against the Chinese team. ]
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[Let me explain the Japanese team's tactics to you: the five players at the beginning of the game run forward at high speed, and there are two variations. If the Chinese team continues to press high, then Hasebe Makoto will directly kick the ball behind him; but Perrin took the lead and "hid" himself, and Honda Keisuke reacted quickly. His tendency to run back normally would cause stronger opponents to lose their position and break the defensive structure in order to limit his turning after getting the ball, and to carry out man-to-man pressure; at this time, Honda hit the wall again and passed the ball back to Hasebe Makoto, and Hasebe Makoto and the other four teammates running forward at high speed had a little time and space to establish contact]
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【Can't understand. 】
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[It's very simple: the Chinese players reacted a beat slower and were not lured out of space by Xiao Ri. Do you understand?]

Courtside.

Assistant Li put his hands in his pockets and blew his bangs: "It's so flashy."

Perrin looked intoxicated and kept repeating Enrique's name.

The Chinese teaching assistant looked at translator Zhao in confusion.

The latter scratched his head: "After taking the lead, we must follow the great mentor Enrique's fake control and real counterattack, strengthen low-post defense, give up midfield transmission after gaining the ball, and give Gao Qi sufficient offensive space."

"That's the truth. Fake control, real counterattack? We don't have MSN either?"

"Wait a minute, let me ask. The boss said that the taller guy is the MSN of the Chinese team!"

The 'fake control and real counter' created by Enrique does not require players to use their brains.

All players should maintain the formation structure, shorten the defensive distance and stay put.

Once you get the ball, just pass it to MSN without thinking.

In a strong dialogue, when the team is leading or in extreme situations, they are unwilling to give even the full-backs and midfielders the power to make breakthroughs.

the other side.

Aguirre's frown deepened.

The teaching assistants were talking at once, their voices full of confusion:

"Nani?"

"Why do I feel like the Chinese team has two coaches?"

"If this continues, the game will become a positional battle. Gao Sang's position requires us to be courageous and invest more offensive resources."

"Give me the order, coach!"

Because of Gao Qi's existence.

The ratings of the Asian Cup are surprisingly high in Europe!
Enrique also became a commentator for Catalan TV.

Face the camera.

The Barcelona coach is in high spirits.

"My football philosophy shines in this great Eastern country."

(End of this chapter)