Football God.

When Heinrich handed the gloves to Jack, Jack looked extremely confident.

In fact, Jack has been a goalkeeper for a while because of his amazing height since he was a child.

In the end, he became a defender because his physical condition was too good. In addition, Leeds United did lack defenders at that time, so Jack was fixed in his position.

Now when it comes to goalkeeping, Jack naturally has his own self-confidence.

Those who have received goalkeeper training are naturally very different from ordinary players. Jack is doing basic warm-ups while looking at Heinrich with a smile, full of confidence on his face.

Heinrich also returned a gentle smile, looking extremely gentle.

"Ricciardo," Sneijder, who also didn't join in, walked up to Kaka and asked softly, "What do you think of the boss's shooting skills?"

Kaka smiled and didn't answer directly, but put Sneijder on the shoulder with a smile: "Let's make a bet."

"what?"

"If the boss can score all ten goals, we will be a team next time in the tactics class, and you will help bring Kasper over."

Sneijder felt that this was not something that he could not agree to, so he nodded: "Then what if you lose?"

Kaka said with a smile: "I invite you to dinner, you decide the place."

"make a deal."

Just as the two midfield stars of Leeds United were talking, Jack was ready and stood on the goal line.

Heinrich was about to put the ball in place, but Griezmann trotted over and helped Heinrich put the ball on the penalty spot. This move did not arouse any dissatisfaction from other players, on the contrary Of course.

Kicking ten balls, how tired, what should I do if my boss is exhausted?

Heinrich also accepted Griezmann's kindness, patted Griezmann's shoulder with a smile, and looked at Jack.

"Many times, the goalkeeper needs to face not only a player or a shot, but also many other things." Heinrich took off his suit jacket and adjusted the spikes on his feet. This kind of suit The pairing of spiked shoes didn't make Heinrich look unsuitable.

He loosened his tie, smiled and looked at Jack, who was smiling and looking at him, with a gentle and gentle voice: "The position of the goalkeeper is always very important. They guard the club's last line of defense. Normally, the goalkeeper cannot be exposed." Under the attack range of the opponent's striker, that often means an unstoppable attack and a crisis of lack of skills."

Jack listened to Heinrich's words with a puzzled look on his face.

Heinrich didn't hold back his appetite, but said with a smile: "The responsibility of a defender, the first priority is always to protect the goalkeeper and the goal behind him, tactical arrangements or on-the-spot adjustments cannot override this point." , that is the responsibility of the defenders."

Jack blinked, and said subconsciously: "Boss, I..."

"This is what happens when the defense is out of position and the number of attacking players is superior."

Jack thought that his coach would at least take a few steps back before shooting, but who knew that Heinrich was standing there, exerting force on the spot, his thigh drove his calf to swing, and then his arch rested on the ball!

The speed of the ball was extremely fast, and it rushed straight to the right of Jack, drawing a black and white arc in the air, and Jack even felt that he heard the sound of breaking through the air!

"call out!"

Jack stood there in a daze, with his hands still raised, until the ball had rolled off the net and touched his ankles. Jack was shocked, looked down at the ball, and then looked up at Hein Rich, facing his coach still with a gentle smile on his face, the young Leeds United defender looked bewildered.

What just happened?

I think I lost my memory... something flew over just now, right?

Heinrich stretched out his finger and nodded to the side: "Okay Jack, go and rest." Then Heinrich smiled and looked at Diego, "Next."

Jack reacted suddenly, pulled off the Velcro on the goalkeeper's glove, took off the glove, and threw it into the arms of Diego who was staring at him dumbfounded beside the goal, and grabbed his jersey when Diego turned around and wanted to run. Bring Diego back.

... The promised friendship!You just exposed me!

Diego's first reaction was to look at Heinrich: "Boss, can I not do this?" Jack might not feel it, but he could see it clearly. The speed is too scary!

As long as it is a little bit off, I'm afraid Jack's face will be in close contact with the ball!

Heinrich shook his head with a smile, and said slowly: "Come on, just a ball, stand still."

Usually, I always feel that my coach is extremely gentle, but at this moment, it seems that I heard the whisper of the devil...

Diego stood stiffly in front of the goal, and subconsciously glanced at the sidelines as he walked past.

There, their official goalkeeper Schmeichel was looking at this side, looking very relieved.

"Watch your focus, Diego, whether as a goalkeeper or a defender, you have to keep your focus on your opponent and not look elsewhere."

Heinrich's voice was still like a spring breeze blowing on his face, but before Diego came and remembered to look back, he saw the ball flying into the goal from in front of his eyes!

The speed was even worse than that of Jack just now, the ball even hit the net seven or eight times before falling off!

Oh, God!

Unconsciously speaking Brazilian Portuguese, Diego took off his gloves and gave them to Koscielny like throwing away a hot potato. The poor French boy watched his teammates leave without looking back, and turned to look at the sea. Inrich, he saw the impeccable and delicate face of his coach.

"come over."

...do not want to go to Q mouth Q I do not want to go!I feel like the doorpost is sticking to me and I can't walk!

This is not a game, this is obviously a target!Still a target that can't escape!

But think about it from another angle, doesn't their Mr. Kasper Schmeichel face this kind of scene every game?

There are many things that one cannot feel the hardships without experiencing them personally. At least for now, Jack looks at his door god with reverent eyes.

Makelele on the sidelines was puzzled and asked Alan Smith beside him in a low voice: "In fact, it is only necessary to train the guards. Why are there other players?"

Alan Smith also didn't get involved. After listening to Makelele's words, he thought about it for a while. At any rate, the captain of Leeds United, who could understand some of Heinrich's thoughts, said softly: "The team is indeed a bit too young now. Against Liverpool, it was obvious they had the same attitude they had in the Championship, which was not good, the boss was probably trying to beat them, and besides, they picked themselves."

If Heinrich knew what Alan Smith was thinking, he might smile slightly——

Training the guard is the original intention, as for the others, it is just a small pleasure, how interesting it is to play games with cute boys.

Jack, who squatted on the ground and looked at the field, wanted to cry when he heard this.

If he had known this would be the result, he would not have chosen!

You can only understand that feeling if you have experienced it yourself. Why did your own coach, who was obviously weak in the impression, suddenly become such an invisible setting while talking and laughing?

Although this Mr. Heinrich is more likable... Awesome...

But it's still scary!

Different from the shock of the players, Luka's feeling is very straightforward and clear.

He lay in Kaka's arms and let his papa hug him, with his arms around Kaka's neck, but his face was persistently looking in front of the goal.

With a flick of the toe, the ball was lifted into the air, and the thigh swung and kicked out, and the ball flew directly into the net!

Everything was done in one go, little Luka tightly hugged Kaka's arm, his eyes were bright.

"What's the matter?" Kaka lowered her head slightly and touched her child's chubby cheek.

Little Luka didn't look at Kaka, but still looked at Heinrich, his pink lips murmured, and he said clearly: "Papa, I want to join Leeds United."

Kaka smiled. In fact, it is normal for a child to want to be a striker. After all, the first dream of every football child is to be a striker. However, he still asked: "Why? I remember you wanted to stay in Sao Paulo, Brazil. "Sao Paulo is Kaka's first professional club, and Luca is also a fan there.

"Uncle Adrian is good-looking." Luka stretched out his small hand and pointed to the blond man on the field, with a child's serious tone.

Until the end of the game between Heinrich and the boys, Kaka was thinking about a problem.

It was originally agreed to come to the Premier League for two years of experience, why did it suddenly take root, and even my own son stayed and didn't want to leave?

I always feel that my Luka has been tricked, but where did I get tricked...